There is some kiss we want withour whole lives, the touch of
spirit on the body. Seawaterbegs the pearl to break its shell.
And the lily, how passionatelyit needs some wild darling! At
night, I open the window and askthe moon to come and press its
face against mine. Breathe intome. Close the language- door and
open the love window. The moonwon't use the door, only the window.