Come.....

''Cum''..he says.

And she does.
Again.
Again
Again. And again.
And again.

Because coming is always coming into ourselves.
Coming into our glory.
Into our happiness
Into our togetherness
Into our world
Into our tears
Into our doubts
Into our pain
Into our bliss
Into our jealousy
Into our hunger for more
Into our hopes
Into our dreams
Into our love.

Coming into every little detail of our story
Coming into our real selves