He never came back no he didn't he never came back no more said he would be gone just for a minute but he never came back no more put in his pocket a shiny gold shilling cleaned up his boots saddled up the philly but...

Unbutton meslowlynot because you must,but because you enjoy the undoing.Let your fingers lingerat each clasp,as if patiencewere a kind of hungerand you've decidedto feast on anticipation.Pull the fabric asidelike a curtainrevealing something sacred.Let your mouth followthe path your hands...