Love is not angelic. It is not divorced from the flesh. It is carnal. Love is skin, bone, blood and fluid. It is the five senses - taste, touch, smell, hearing and sight - that form an ocean within, roaring, washing over, ebbing and flowing, rising and falling on the human tide. You can float and you can drown.
by Warwick McFadyen in "A Collector of love songs" - March 2, 2013 - SMH
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