are you hungry, are you thirsty somehow do you feel alone • do you see me, do you hear me am i too frosty, am i too warm • can you breathe and move still do you think of me or just dream • i'm your planet, i'm your home keep me safe, to keep you, too • it echoed in blue, the green view

...defines pleasure — ...to define pleasure is to exist, — to act as if I were aiming to inspire enough to be lured into a dream at the level of living an organic joy with nobody else but someone (…) while others explain the essence of that inner experience, expressed just for you, you for me, both for us ...hmm, I burn with desire to tell you, to tell you… how much I missed you