Blackwater

You know when a beautiful man introduces you to a song that strikes you to your core? They reverberate in you. They're interchangeable, and yet completely resolutely themselves.

Maybe the man is walking the streets of his city. Maybe he is swimming at night, in a heated pool. Now he's waves, I can breathe him in.

I used to hate being in a body.

But it allows such amazing things. The marriage of art and flesh, emotion and sight. Distance and limit.