“I do not love only the women I desire, I only desire the women I love.”

“One of your curls could fall striking me with the genius of a million masterpieces without you even noticing the violent storms of my love.”

“Words to feed your passion. Thought to stoke your flickering embers. I see your unseen fires & feed it with my timber.”

“You breathe into my words & animate them with life. I’d fall from heaven a trillion times over to die in the softness of your paradise.”

“She was a southern girl, which is the same as saying she was insane. All southern women are insane. Some are cold blooded killers and some are harmless eccentrics, but the best of the breed exhibit both of these characteristics and always the one you expect the least at the time you least expect it.”

“Both times it was loneliness, and the night, and panic afterwards.”

“The fall of your hair is rushing through my head like elegant waterfalls repeatedly dancing down into an open riverbed.”

“Your alternate dimension keeps crashing into this one & love’s got me experiencing symptoms without ever getting sick of you.”

“Must you constantly reduce everything to sex?”

“Sometimes I find myself arguing with her hips because her walk is so mean.”

“Your eyes border on the miraculous the way they resurrect my smile.”

“I’ll pour my life into your hands like oceans upon your sands if you can always stand to take a little more of me.”

“The universe blew me a kiss & you landed upon my lips, love.”

“She was his Eve. He was her fall. He’d make the leaves of her trees blush, then he’d undress them all.”

“When my skin had gone back to its even tone I slept with another man and discovered, my hands lying awkwardly on the sheet at either side of me, that I had forgotten what to do with them. I’m responsible and an adult again, full time. What remains is that my sensation thermostat has been thrown out of whack; it’s been years and sometimes I wonder whether my body will ever again register above lukewarm.”