I have nothing left to give but the presence of a soul brimming with life. Ayyyy if everyone could see the magic of this moment, if only they could feel all this that I feel inside and that gushes out of my eyes, my mouth, my hands, my sex, they would be for a second the abundant incarnation of the mixture abstract that attracts silence. Stillness dwells in the movement of my hands, in my smile, tears, but in silence... If only they could sit on my legs, get into my skin and just breathe me, they would be all that at some point they have wanted to be, now
