I am a writer.
Words are my paintbrush, paper my canvas.
I am an artist.
I speak and strokes of light shine through the carousel of your mind.
I am art.
From the form of my hips to the shadows of my eyelids, I am a walking, loving, vibing watercolor.
I am a spirit.
I have a purpose that is greater than the earth below my feet. I am connected to you, to Him, to me.