Bring me my rose-buds, drawer, come; So while I thus sit crown’d, I’ll drink the aged Cecubum, Until the roof turn round.
“To be sensual, I think, is to respect and rejoice in the force of life, of life itself, and to be present in all that one does, from the effort of loving to the breaking of bread.”
James Baldwin | The Fire Next Time
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