They say she is beautiful.
And they say happy.
Maybe they see her happy.
They say it’s quiet.
But she’s a storm.
It’s her revolution.
And it’s not as good as they say.
She is more beautiful than that.
Beautiful in secret.
Beautiful for those who want her.
Deep for those who know how to look.
Naked for those who know how to love.
_ A. DePascalis
