the persistence of memories
Candy says that I no longer desire her body
She wants to love completely and to immerse
Totally looked upon from behind most lovingly
Upon the neck the sliding hand in hand the touching of
The bow tightened the eyes rest whole symmetrically
Parity-wise in the direction of now and then happy
Circumstances in balance the sounds the silence of
The light and other important law giving certainties
Like we are number 1 and so forth turn around forwards
Cylindrical the pupils and the fundamental frequencies
That are brought upon by the diapason untouched
How it is to be loved how it is to be loved
