My mother wanted to shrink from my clinging, but did not.
As soon as I hear of a right, I want it.
The plastic surgeon's knife slashes at time, which may seem to retreat, but then keeps on coming.
The popping of bubblegum discourages the most determined lecher.
Shameless: Punish me for my desire if you will. It burns still.
The transcendental promises a vacation from history.