In curves and lines, a story told,
A tapestry of strength, silent yet bold.
Beneath the moon’s gentle embrace,
Lies the power no shadow can erase.
Every scar a tale of survival,
Every stretch a mark of revival.
Valleys and peaks, a landscape divine,
A testament to life, in every line.
The rhythm of hearts beating strong,
In harmony with nature’s song.
A canvas of dreams, hopes unfurled,
A beacon of light in a challenging world.
In diversity, beauty finds its place,
A celebration of grace in every space.
From dawn to dusk, in every phase,
Women’s bodies, a tribute worthy of praise.