“I want you to put your nose here,
in all the fur;
you can make liquid.”
You said.
And you brush your hair,
as if the sensation links us in a metaphysical form.
Here,
at which I look, the almost hidden;
reveals the desire, the beauty, the holistic imagination,
the symbolic dreamy garden, the self-love, the confidence, the adventure, the complexity.
All these,
belong to you;
a completion, a human, I see you.
Rosy Heart.