There you are
There you are
There you are,
There is no other in the instant of your desires.
To receive with firmness and to bloom.
How much doubting distance has already been traveled on skin?
Show me the instant when we find each other being ourselves.
Yourself in the discomfort of what is natural.
Oh woman, what a raw reality you invent for yourself!
Show me that beauty that blossomed in the world your body inhabits, without giving in.
Treasuring in pleasure your place, woman.
