“I like my afterglow with you in motion. I measure time by how your body sways.”
“Walking . . . is how the body measures itself against the earth.”
“O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,How can we know the dancer from the dance?”
“Man's feet are the measure for distance, his hands are the measure for ownership, his body is the measure for all that is lovable and desirable and strong. Then I went further: it was then that I called to you for the first time, and you would not come.”
“Biology designed the dance. Terror timed it. Dictated the rhythm with which their bodies answered each other. As though they already knew that for each tremor of pleasure they would pay with an equal measure of pain. As though they knew that how far they went would be measured against how far they would be taken.”