Mignight Muse
AFTERGLOW
The water was calm, but I carried my own kind of storm. In this stillness, I found both fire and grace.
I didn't need to say much—my presence did the speaking. Every ripple mirrored the quiet power I held.
The water kissed my skin, but the heat came from within. I let the night wrap around me like silk.
I let the light hit where it may, knowing I’ve never needed it to shine. I was soft, but never small.
I was completely at ease—elevated, drenched in dusk, and unapologetically me. The view was stunning, but I was the moment.
With the ocean behind me and stillness around me, I owned the silence. Not everything powerful makes noise.
This was more than a dip in warm water—it was a reminder of my own depth. I was made for this glow.
I didn’t come here to pose, I came here to feel. And every part of me soaked in the luxury of the moment.
The breeze, the view, the hush of sunset—it all moved around me, not through me. I stayed anchored in my own energy.