"Reflecting Into Remembrance"

I can see the dress...

It's white gold embroidery
Clinging to a flowing ocean
Cream 
punctuated with pink promises

Now I see the body...

Designed to be loved 
Created gracefully; full of strength
Nothing lacking even to the last curve
A reflection of a master artist

And now My eyes...

Intrigued and wandering
Seeing clearly without blemish
A sculpture that is pure
An artistic piece in motion

Risk...

I dare say it in confidence
Sacred and worthy; priceless
Precious; cherished and gazed upon
A reflection of royalty and purity

Truth...

Not an orphan, abandoned, or forgotten
But adopted, held, and remembered
Safe and sound;Bold and beautiful
I will not forget what I look like