The Body Is A Device To Calculate

There Is A Basket Of Fresh Bread On Your Head, Yet You Go Door To Door Asking For Crusts.

She Loved Him So Much She Concealed His Name In Many Phrases, The Inner Meanings Known Only To Her.

How Did You Get Here? Close Your Eyes . . . And Surrender!

Every Moment A Taste Of That Beauty In Our Mouths, Another Stashed In A Pocket. Impossible To Say What: No Cypress So Handsome, No Sunlight, A Lonely Hiddenness. Other Pleasure Gathers A Crowd, Starts A Fight, Lots Of Noise There. But Soul Beauty Stays Quiet..his Amazing Whereabouts Unknown Inside My Heart.

There Is Some Kiss We Want With Your Whole Lives, The Touch Of Spirit On The Body. Seawater Begs The Pearl To Break Its Shell. And The Lily, How Passionately It Needs Some Wild Darling.