With the words and the body. In first person. With all the promises. The good and the unfulfilled. With the invisible ones and with the ones that are seen. Those that hurt because of their strength. Those that cause concern. Stay, well come, come, from within come. Because whenever you come, hope is born in me. Come and guess me. Stay in the arms. They tremble at the threat of absence. They make language to call, call you, love you in flame.