

Sometimes, I wonder what part of me speaks...My lips? My hips? The curves beneath the silk? Or maybe… the way I look at the camera when I feel completely unafraid?There’s something fascinating about being seenNot just looked at — really seenSome days, I dress for the mirrorOther days, I undress for the momentAnd somewhere in between, I find parts of myself I never knew I wanted to shareTo be desired is one thingTo be understood while being desired — now that’s where it gets deepSo tell me… What do you see first when you look at me — and what do you wish to uncover?— A 🖤✨