I try and picture you reading this -- there is a sense that as I write I try and get nearer to you, connect in my mind with you.
I'm not greedy. I just want one person. The world is so big and there are so many people. But I only want one.
I lead a life of severe self-control mitigated by moments of impulse.
Somehow when you see a politician kiss a baby, shake a hand -- kiss anything -- it is tainted.
Expressing emotion is not so easy. He has to remind himself that English is not her first language. Expressing emotion can be difficult even when the words are familiar.
The sex was so passionate it bordered on violence. It was not vanilla. It was passion as suffering
