Aileen Rose

His look darkens and he heaves me against his chest forcing me to look at him. __hat I do know is that you are disrespectful and disobedient. And that is something that we have to change, don__ we?

I look at him ready to cry again. Not out of pain. Not out of need. But because his words rub that part of my soul that suffers, that wants to be explored like a virgin land that has remained intact for centuries and craves to be occupied, appreciated and transformed.

You__ better run, little bunny_before the big bad wolf catches you.

Why do you want to keep this beauty for yourself? Why don__ you want to share it? The world is made of shared grace and harmony. Look at the sun shining, at the bees flying, the flowers blossoming. What would happen if they were ashamed like you are? No beauty would be revealed. We would live in an eternal shadow of what could exist.