Don't move. I like this ledge of loose diamonds waiting to be spilled into the night. Let's shine awhile without touching. Sensuality is, after all, a river that is always waiting.
One of the peculiar sins of the twentieth century which we've developed to a very high level is the sin of credulity. It has been said that when human beings stop believing in God they believe in nothing. The truth is much worse: they believe in anything.
