They say that in the hollow of a woman's throat resides a bubble of love
In trying to seize it, one forgets to let desire go,
Simply, to welcome
Simply to feel that slight
of what managed to touch breathing exhalation intoxication
That is how the verb “to love” looks at us
Simply because the feminine accompanies softness without taming it
Velvet and silk
That is what love is, I think
Both soft, yet so resistant to life
kiss not of satin velvet
simply not to doubt those who tell you…
I love you
as big as the universe
Gentleness is a gift and a grace
Let us agree to that before saying the word “love.”
Simply not to doubt
regardless of what the outside world demands in uncertainties
I would like to offer this gentle energy to each of you
May it accompany you as far, far as the time of loving…
as vast and grand as the immense horizon of a desert, all in ochre and orange relief,
lollipop
