Sweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love.

It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

guilt is the cause of more marauders than history's most obscene disauders

Really unreal world, will you perhaps do the breathing for me while I am away?

i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does, i like its hows. i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones, and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which i will again and again and again kiss, i like kissing this and that of you, i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes over parting flesh ... And eyes big love-crumbs, and possibly i like the thrill of under me you so quite new.

(and from my thighs which shrug and pant a murdering rain leapingly reaches the upward singular deepest flower which she carries in a gesture of her hips)