She has the power and the confidence. Without words. She doesn’t need them. She doesn’t need to connect to be connected. She doesn’t act or think beforehand. She acts when the time comes. She thinks on her feet. She is an expert at taking her space. She is watching the world happening with tender eyes. Dark and light marry in her eyes. When a kiss lands on her lips, she is moved. Moved to move mountains.
For her, I want to give more space and time to become alive.