Moon! Moon! I Am Prone Before You.

I Know That A Creed Is The Shell Of A Lie.

You Are Ice And Fire The Touch Of You Burns My Hands Like Snow.

I Shall Go Up And Down In My Gown. Gorgeously Arrayed, Boned And Stayed.

Youth Condemns; Maturity Condones

Sexual Love Is The Most Stupendous Fact Of The Universe, And The Most Magical Mystery Our Poor Blind Senses Know.