Pacing

I made a video. My sister says I look sexually repressed - I replied, "probably". There is a spanish poem at the end by Pablo Neruda. Named one of the 'greatest poets of the twentieth century' by the New York Times his noble prize winner's oeuvre is starkly and even gently yearning with a wordly eroticism. I'm struggling to say what the overall message is and what correlation Neruda's influence has on this lil guy. (Oda y germinaciones III de Pablo Neruda, pg. 56)

Best watched at full screen, in a dark place, with the lights off. And a blanket over your head. You don't have to be lying down. Sure, lie down.