“What would you like to do with my neck?’ I asked. ‘Seduce me with your words. Feel free.”

“Maybe you’re smiling as I stumble to put my feelings into words. But I’m trying to do her justice, you know?”

“Oh Moon, sweet, sweet Moon, I want to be naked on you. I want to be like a flower growing on your surface, unique and mysterious, at home in the wonder of you, as if my naked body would be something growing out of your soil, something precious, a lovely gift on your landscape.”

“I like the sounds of words. Words are very enjoyable. I like words because they are... seductive. And I like words because they can contain... fantasies.”

“No words. Just my finger pointing in silence. My finger silently saying, ’Unwrap me, darling.”

“Oh, do you understand what I mean? Have you ever felt that about the Moon? Have you ever ached with the sheer beauty of it?”

“I have to say, her blonde bob was amazing. The delicate way it hugged her face and neck. The softness of it...”