~~Last year~edited~ for Robbin ~~
No more alone, no more me...

O, a head,
the spark...

Getting all ever
I needed, realizing...

We sculpt
because we are looking for perfection...

Blowing the figures
in the figureless boulders...

All through the night,
the sea would settle...

Words are anxious and lost
before settling in meaning...

Nothing fools one as
being unable to make...

Our nakedness is not as deluding as our attires.
Love is a nude self-recognition...

Come to your true self
to defend truth and justice...

You, my creation, my art,
you every throb...

One for everyone
and everyone for one, deems...