In realms of change, a tale unfolds, Of a spirit bold, whose story molds. Once a man, now a woman's grace, A metamorphosis, a life to embrace. In twilight's dance, where shadows play, She emerged, a phoenix in the light of day. A symphony of courage, a melody untold, In the kaleidoscope of colors, her truth unfolds. The mirror reflects a journey profound, A soul's rebirth, in whispers, resound. From masculine echoes to femininity's song, A hymn of resilience, where she belongs. With every step, a dance of the heart, Breaking free, a brand new start. In the tapestry of time, threads rearrange, A woman emerges, a life to exchange. Her reflection, a portrait of strength, A symphony of beauty, transcending length. In the mosaic of love, she finds her place, A woman's essence, a sacred embrace. No longer confined by the past's decree, She soars like a bird, wild and free. A genderless spirit, in the moonlight gleams, A woman's spirit, born from dreams. Let judgment fade, let acceptance bloom, For in her journey, there's no room For prejudice or the weight of scorn, Only the beauty of a woman reborn. ❤
Great, pleased to learn of this moment.
In realms of change, a tale unfolds,
Of a spirit bold, whose story molds.
Once a man, now a woman's grace,
A metamorphosis, a life to embrace.
In twilight's dance, where shadows play,
She emerged, a phoenix in the light of day.
A symphony of courage, a melody untold,
In the kaleidoscope of colors, her truth unfolds.
The mirror reflects a journey profound,
A soul's rebirth, in whispers, resound.
From masculine echoes to femininity's song,
A hymn of resilience, where she belongs.
With every step, a dance of the heart,
Breaking free, a brand new start.
In the tapestry of time, threads rearrange,
A woman emerges, a life to exchange.
Her reflection, a portrait of strength,
A symphony of beauty, transcending length.
In the mosaic of love, she finds her place,
A woman's essence, a sacred embrace.
No longer confined by the past's decree,
She soars like a bird, wild and free.
A genderless spirit, in the moonlight gleams,
A woman's spirit, born from dreams.
Let judgment fade, let acceptance bloom,
For in her journey, there's no room
For prejudice or the weight of scorn,
Only the beauty of a woman reborn.
❤
I can relate; having the nice amount of b**b that you want feels good 👍 Glad to hear you're pleased with the results 😄