In the quiet of the morning light,
Soft curves embrace the dawn,
A tapestry woven from strength and grace,
A canvas where life is drawn.
Silent stories etched on skin,
Whispers of battles won and lost,
Each scar, a badge of honor,
Every line, a path once crossed.
The rhythm of a heartbeat strong,
Echoes in the dance of time,
Resilient spirits rise and fall,
In a timeless, ageless rhyme.
Celebrate the sacred form,
A testament to courage untold,
In the shadows and the light,
A masterpiece of bold.