Juvenile

I'm a paper blank. I'm a bunch of notes. I'm aware with the dozen of poses.

I'm the lens. I'm the pen. I am here, now and then. When you take off your clothes.

I'm so clear. I share your fear. I am the pureness in your strengh. I'm in love, in you sheet, breathing your smell of roses.

You are beautiful. And you don't even know it.