New Clarity
Among darkness, I find myself
Clarity that makes me go towards those arms that one day surrounded me with great force. I lose myself and find myself in the sands of fierce time. Am I trying to escape the pale essence of your body? Am I trying to escape from myself?
I extract from my mind all the memories, both good and bad, and yet I still find you. Clarity that’s able to blind me to moments, but that never makes me forget the hours that have passed between your lips, drowning among your desire.
What the skin has learned is not so easily forgotten. It envelops me like the most perfect glove and undresses me at will, reminding me of the fragility of my human condition.
I don’t hide or try to deny my deepest wishes. They are plastered all over the town. I let them grow new flowers on my skin. I let it renew the hope of my weary spirit. Softly. With no worries about what the future might bring.
Nobody tries to stop me. My wings have new strength. I smile, letting myself love, but not allowing others to try to curtail my precious freedom.
Clarity that leaves me naked, but not vulnerable to the outside world. It reminds me that I, before you, had life. It reminds me that no matter how sweet your touch is, it doesn’t have the power to destroy me for your amusement. Within my own fragility, nothing and nobody manages to violate me. Finally, I am free to dream.
