I watch you in the mirror.

Skin is delicately painted from head to toe,

Gleaming eyes are the windows to your soul.

Perfectly shaped nose overlooking your full lips,

Embracing each and every curve.

The vibration of swaying hips as you glide,

Unapologetically showing up and shining each day.

No matter what comes your way,

You push forward without excuses.

Bringing fire, sugar, salt, and the rain,

You are ENOUGH!

Roses are Red, 2026