Poverty And War Have No Excuse.

Do It Right, Regret Nothing.

On Earth, Much Of The Wrenching Discomfort Of Emesis, Apart From The Sensation Of Nausea Itself, Is From The Coordination Of Many Muscles It Takes To Counter Gravity.

Your Mouth On Mine Our Bridge To Cross And Serve Where We Would Go. Utopia Of Sensations The Flesh Could Never Know.

Ideals Do Exist, The Rest Is Just Temporary Interruption.

Fear Plants The Whisper To Beware But Doesn't Look To See Who's There.