Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough, A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — And Wilderness is Paradise enow.
But if he returned, if he should look at me deeply, I should awake, I should awake and remember I am my lover’s....
I am a courtesan and I love to make love, to share myself, to be shared, to be in the arms of a man or woman or both... and to rejoice in loving every passing day as if it were our last.
