HER CARESS

Flowing water
carving on the rock,
sculpting through its stream,
dancing through the walls,
engraving its ever-changing shape…

Such is the love of the woman I love, 
changing on my skin, a flowing stream. 
New colors and stretch marks...
old voices from afar...
from the beginning of time.

I carry my scars with pride, 
I enjoy the ever-new waves... 
Here I am, happily waiting, 
quiet and still...
for the next flood to come.

-C. 


To 郎曼曼。