It does not begin, it does not end. Never hear it start, never hear it stop. Ceaseless, present at every moment. This inner sound - an object of sense. With willpower we dominate, breathing at our will. Where we...

Lie down my ladyin my arms. In this night, beside the sea.To taste the feastwhich I prepared. Just for you, and much for me.Still I can't forget those nights.In that musky place, I couldn't see.Except yourhands groping around, until you found.The one you seek, to set...