Standing
with nothing - there is still
so much more
to give

Alone
sits easy,
with toes dipped, in
four leaved
clover.

We
absolve
ourselves with the
tenacious honesty
of tomorrows'
sunrise

Brazen,
underneath starlit skies."Observe;
We too, have died before."

Bodies
alight, with heavenly fires;
Intense, passions
igniting
pure reactions.

Join
and part
each atom of self
to allow
flow.

As
saline spills,
filling emptiness
with oceans,
across
arid plains.

One
single flower
blooming, silently, in decoration
     of soulful beauty        
  
Whisper,
  our riddling
faintly defined
shadows
stuck
   to    
                                            missing       pieces.                                            

                          Together                     ­     
                               in needs ...                          
                                                            [of yours, or, mine]     
  **We... are here