Here to get started: the movement, this imprint of the body in the ephemeral. The sensuality of movement is a cry of anguish. The gesture of meaning is a call and a struggle. Occupy the space that is his existence, and talking with the words of his body, forget his loneliness and solitude of the body telling the union possible. The body is unthinkable that these words just to find that vital pulse, which breaks the momentum of crystal wings of our personal prisons. He alone knows to the naked man, alone.