Monsters, lovers, men and their long or short hair.
Valleys, sun, words, glances. Call, understand, care, usual, as-usual.
Wait, unexpected, touch. Voyage. Far=fear.
Show me your face
that I already know.
Why do we always want to be sure about what we know.
Do we really don't know?
If we know love is hidden behind a veil
why do we want to be sure?
It is simply there.
Who can be ready when it comes?
