Can you hear rustle of a leaf falling from the highest branch of a Beech?
Can you perceive a tiny drop of the Mist catching on your lash?
Can you feel the Wind that pushes you into Wildness of your thoughts?
Can you dare to appreciate the gentleness of feminine sensuality?

Step inside world of my imagination.
World of pure emotions, sharp breathing,
drops of sweat running down the spine,
overcoming fears, wordless communication.
Loose yourself, daubt about yourself, search for yourself.
Incessantly.