When you love a man he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand and his outline recedes vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world the atmosphere the blue sky and the blue water.
I hate ready-made suits button-down collars and sports shirts.
You come before me this morning with clean hands and clean collars. I want you to have clean tongues clean manners clean morals and clean characters.
