By day, I'm an ordinary young woman with a girlish air.
In the afternoon, I'm his red rose, his lover dancing gracefully in his garden.
At night, I'm his most special sugar.
I climb onto his lap and silently repeat, "I love him."
He strokes my face. "Lorena, you're beautiful."
He says he bought me a one-of-a-kind diamond ring.
I wear it and attend banquets on his arm, showing off my unique status.
He strokes my cheek. "Jessica, you're my most treasured sugar baby."
I don't care about my reputation. I'm his most vibrant red rose.
I say, "I love you."
Even if I'm not as precious as Cartier jewelry.
Theme: Healthy relationships
