I have a man in my life who sometimes needs to cry - like all men need to cry. This project for me is very much about honouring his TRUTH, and that of men. They don't need to be anything other than themselves. Having watched Sam Taylor-Wood's work with Robery Downey Junior it inspired these words.
You, come over.
Lie here, come and rest your head.
I see trouble.
Eyes are restless,
Body's searching to be still.
Touch leaves memories imprinted on your skin.
You stay close, here stay close.
Silent whispers,
Stirring storms upon the sea.
Tossing, turning, endlessly.
You stay close, here stay close.
I sense pressure,
Building racing to release;
Overloaded.
Cold wind follows,
Cooling, slowing every cell
Skin feels lifeless.
You stay close, here stay close.
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