It’s working, It’s working

Who is this lady of soft neck heartbeats?

Swan ready to show me everything that I have prepared myself.

It’s progressing

Not stressing

Her eyes gaze into my window

Fire defeats

Bonnet and bun quiet calm

To storm and kickstart health.

Stretching on the floor with such open tenderness

A gate to walk through to heal all tiredness.

It’s working, It’s working.