Life is a rebellion. A disregard for rules. A challenge to authority. An invitation to chaos. A flirtation with the obscene. A modesty in disguise. A courtship. A retaliation. A poem. A flawed love. The sunset. Your hair. A cup of coffee. The desolation. Another day…

In the dance of existence, we pirouette between defiance and decorum. We trace the outline of the forbidden, our steps marked by desire and restraint. Life, in its audacious grace, is a love letter penned with contradictions, each word an emblem of our insatiable quest for meaning. As the day dies and the night murmurs its secrets, we find solace in the simple, the transient. Your hair illuminated by the fading light, a cup of coffee warming our hands, and the promise of another day, another chance to rebel, to love, and to live.

In this endless waltz, we hold onto the fleeting moments, knowing that each sunset is a prelude to dawn. Every act of rebellion is a whisper of freedom, a testament to our undying spirit. And so, with every breath, we celebrate the poetry of life, the beauty in its imperfections, the joy in its defiance.✊🏾👊🏾❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer