Naked off the flesh and bones,
The sights and sound, smell and fear of uncertainty.
I was made for you,just as how you were made for me.
Let us bare ourselves of the weight and depth of what we see, and of that which can never be satisfied.
The soul craves for him who listens, he who shares the scale of the thoughts and dreams that the mind concieves.
Naked souls, stars and dust, a little bit of you and me, is what makes up my universe.