Natural

Breathe. smile. let the tree give you the purest air of the forest.
Don't remember the cement of the big city this time.
And kiss the earth that your feet kiss.

Breathe. smile. taste the fruit of the tree forbidden by fools.
What else are they going to do to fill your pockets with dust and run away?
If you tie your boat here, I prefer to keep going.

And I want you in your natural state, to hell with composure.
Breasts exposed, gaze confident.
And the heart open to those who want to hurt you
Because they can't see: life, love, sex, and art.

Breathe. smile. don't buy the indecisive plan on sale.
That seeks to take you on familiar paths.
And teach you to live asking for permission.

And don't look back. your shadow is not made of marble and you'll see:
That there are no borders, don't walk in a row.
Don't suppress your songs, don't repeat prayers.
Don't give yourself in halves, don't confess your truths.
Don't deny me your cup, don't hide behind clothes.

Because I want you in your natural state
To hell with composure
Breasts exposed, gaze confident.
And the heart open to those who want to hurt you
Because they can't see: life, love, sex, and art.

Breathe. breathe. breathe.