- Catatonic sex toy, love-joy diver
- So swoon baby starry nights, may our bodies remain.You move with me, I’ll treat you right, baby. May our bodies remain.
- Slave to the details
- (She says brief things), her love’s a pony, my love’s subliminal.
- Her rabid glow is like braille to the night.
- My sentimental side should be held with kid gloves
- Start again, buttercup.
- You were like a cloud, yes, you were a flower, when you were alive, now our love is sour.
- Tears drown in the wake of delight.
- Black Goddess, Red Goddess. White temptress of the sea, you treat me right.
- There is love to be made.
Me va a faltar cuerpo…