I'll make love to you in all good places, under black mountains and open spaces.
To tell the truth, I'd scare me too.
Join the crazed institution of the stars.
I don't know about carry out, but you can carry me off to bed.
Too many heroes stepping on too many toes, too many yes-men nodding when they really mean no.
A sweetly scented angel fell, she laid her head upon my disbelief, and battled with me with her ever smile.