The smile of lovers is gondola of their desire. (Des amoureux le sourire – Est gondole de leur désir.)

The lover steals a kiss. He incurs life imprisonment. (L’amoureux vole un baiser. – Il encourt perpétuité.)

We speak by the mouth ; lovers by the lips. (Nous parlons par la bouche ; – Amoureux par les lèvres)

I once had a lovewho folded secrets between her thighs like napkins and concealed memories in the valley of her breasts.There was no match for the freckles on her chest, and no one could mistake...

She called herself Europa, and wandered the world from girlhood till death. She believed only in her life and in her dreams. She called herself Europa, and her god was Beauty.

I’ve been lying in the grass. All morning long, I lay here waiting for the dawn.