His mind went blank against the flesh next to him

All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck	She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines	It all burned up in the fire there was nothing left	Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
Coming Through Slaughter	If you loved her, you'd be home by now	gun metal satin	I could lie like this forever
Motivate me to move and I'll give you a reason to stay in bed	Things are more like they are now than they ever were before	He needed to repeat some well-used mantra of love just one more time	Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
give me one night to show the savage	There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me	The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak	His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
Dream Log: August 31, 2002	How to give your man a good backrub	Michael Ondaatje	When the Sun Rises
Everybody Loves You	an empty vessel makes much noise	A Tall Call Girl	She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch