This body
Of petals and freckles
Softness and submission
It glistens.
It listens.
Yielding to a man made tide
Stealing, with a smooth, suede stride
Maintains its sternness
Sustained and earnest.
This body
Without a single gesture
Or pressure
It speaks to me.
It weakens me.
Rewind;
This mind
/is a cinema for war.
Photograph & Poetry; MMD
This is an exclusive look at a distant project that I will revisit in time.