There was a time when I thought that love would last for ever
To believe in love and all it giving
To subject the mind with the warmth that it brings
I rather trust a poem or a prose
I compose.
I knew that I didn’t have a tower of strength to believe
After my first heart break:  
Once bitten twice shy
Or fool me once, fool me twice.

Unfolding one of Robert pulley sculpture takes guts and strength
As you view them without taking a sip of wine
or making that long sighing sound
It’s hard not to fall in love with his work
Words like I love you are strong words,
The little love that's in our hearts will vanishes

The love for Robert pulley sculpture will last forever.
Everything is subject to change at any time
However, the psychology behind his showmanship
Will be here forever…
unlike this thing called love