…I close my eyes and imagine myself in the mirror of your eyes.
Seeing myself as you see me is the hardest thing I have ever done.
I am seeing my own dreams come to life.
I am afraid.
Yet, I can’t stop touching myself.
I can’t stop feeling your hands and lips on my body.
The fear is washed away.
Everything is washed away, except us. All of it.
I open my eyes and see them radiating with love. I am smiling. You are smiling, too. My lips are full and parted, and I kiss my reflection in the mirror.
I pull away and look at the moist marks on the glass. I feel myself grow wet….
~from: John Yates: Portrait of a Woman’s Body~
love this piece by John Yates….. worth a re gift and enjoy it ♥ღk
Indeed!!