if a man is centered upon himself the smallest risk is too great for him
success and failure can destroy him but if he's centered on true love
no risk is too great - success is guaranteed already
the union of creator and creature beside which all else is meaningless
the lurid melodrama played itself out in a luxury motel room by the sea
said my wife as i sunk my teeth in her brown thigh,
"you were an egg just like me"?