It's warm and getting warmer. Your body is like a fire. Hot and fiery, almost burning you. The blood shoots into my veins, into every tiny corner of my fragile body.
Watch out! It tingles inside me and I can no longer control myself, my love.
Fire, ardour and fiery love. We all need that feeling of burning up. Burning up under the man's fire.
Art is my path to the soul. Art is my life and art saved my life. Lost on my path, I found my way back through my family and children. I can and must express myself through art and draw humanity with me.
I hope I reach you..
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