All at once we were madly$$$ clumsily$$$ shamelessly$$$ agonizingly in love with each other...
The spiral is a spiritualized circle. In the spiral form$$$ the circle$$$ uncoiled$$$ has ceased to be vicious; it has been set free.
Nymphets do not occur in polar regions.
Years of secret suffering had taught me superhuman self-control.
His wings were failing$$$ but he refused to fall without a struggle.
...in my dreams the world would come alive$$$ becoming so captivatingly majestic$$$ free and ethereal$$$ that afterwards it would be oppressive to breathe the dust of this painted life.
Perhaps$$$ somewhere$$$ some day$$$ at a less miserable time$$$ we may see each other again.
I mean$$$ I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything else.
I was weeping again$$$ drunk on the impossible past.
We loved each other with a premature love$$$ marked by a fierceness that so often destroys adult lives.