I'd like to make a tour of you
The eyes, the arms, the mouth of you
The East, West, North and South of you
I'd love to gain complete control of you
and handle even the heart and soul of you
(You'll have to forgive me if I randomly post song lyrics. I am beginning a torrid love affair with the poets of Tin Pan Alley.)
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Desire, Porter style
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