Bring me your skin, wet and warm.
Give me your weight, full and long.
Carry me, my long legs wrapped ’round you.
Let me taste you, shivering with ecstasy.
follow that dream…
quickening current…
there’s no shortcut…
Many people have come and left, and it has been always good
because they emptied some space for better people.
It is a strange experience, that those who have left me
have always left places for a better quality of people.
— Osho —