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I would press your trembling body up to me with the palm of my hand and you would draw me between the softness of your legs, with our lips glued together we would complete the circuit and draw the life from and intermingle it with each other. We would drink of the great cordial until it acted like a narcotic and we would be satisfied and lie in each others arms until the slow swaying limbs of pines acted like a charm and gave us some of their calmness. If perhaps we should become three, I wish that she or he might be lofty in the thought and firm in truth as the hills are firm and lofty: calm and stately as the pine, abundant and fertile as nature, clear in thought as the day on which he was conceived and his view into nature as distant as the view from the spot where we gave him life.