Together, sweeter
than alone, we smell
of the cocoon
that breathes from my womb
my chamber of happiness

Inside, in the middle of me
you already are you
before you really are
yourself, you already are
my little free(wo)man

We are your idea
growing for nine months
as your image and likeness
along with your becoming



Kiss me new moon
kiss me full moon
before we go to sleep
touch my body
my heart and my soul

Make yourself known
with your broad hand
let our dear trinket feel
who you are

Come, but only come
if your colours are free
and clear, come
with peace around you