It's a cold, snowy day in Amsterdam. A chap stands alone at a window observing the winter landscape. It is barren and still.
Through a gentle narration, poetic words fondle this man's body like a paramour. He tell us:
"This body is my home. My body and I have worked at being allies since the day I was born. It has taken a lengthy time to fully come to love me for all that I am and all that I’m not. I’m cheerful to say that this day, even when the world outside might look lifeless or frozen, I feel totally content, warm, and at home in myself."
"I love this body. I love being alive in it... I have anything I need, here, now."
This stud is in love with life, this beefy pont of time, and - almost all importantly - himself. He is at peace.
Noticing movement in the glass, a paramour is manifested in the window's reflection. Indeed, our paramours are always reflections of our relationship with ourselves. The film appears to be to tell us that that this recent paramour appeared cuz the stud 1st loved himself. Instead of coming from a place of desperation or ache, this guy passionately made love to his own body 1st - until a recent paramour appeared to reflect that reality.
Through enjoyment and pleasure, those 2 paramours - those 2 reflections - merge into one. And it's pretty to see

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Duration: 11:02
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