this is important.
when she looks at you you know what you are.
its not easy to take.
its an unaccustomed sensation.
it is a deep current. her eyes wake it in you.
it is something from our deepest core. it is where we all came from.
before so many things happened.
before we got wrong ideas.
before we became liars and cowards and brutes.
before we lost our colors and faded.
before we became cardboard.
before we learned to hate.
before we knew doubt. back from when we flew like birds.
she looks you in the eyes and you remember yourself.
you remember who you are.
you see who she is.
it hurts but it has to happen.
you come out of your own stomach.
if you can see her, really see her,
you give birth to yourself.
nobody else has eyes that can do that.
only her.
only her.
this is a beautiful and pure truth.