When I strip away everything that you can see
my clothes, my shoes
my skin, my feet
my bones, my blood
my soul, my sleep
I see you
waiting for me,
by the little stream
in the summer sun,
by the shade of the tree
looking up at me
with you shiny eyes and your daring smile
calm
at peace
whispering to me
washing away my suffering, gently
looking straight at me
