He has a thought that moves slow. He blows on it. It hastens.
She has a thought that moves slow. She blows on it. It hastens.
Easily, these thoughts could be a song, right or wrong. Anyway, it requires more syllables and words. Likewise, it could be a smoother thought too, and could be fashioned to impress.
Is this what they call mutual attraction?
This novel is rather rough.
Listen, try to hear anyone think. The sound of a cat's sleeping.
I've been a strawberry. It was a struggle to get human, but I am. And now I eat strawberries, and probably you do too, like everybody else who's not allergic to them. They're better food than being them.
She doesn't want to write a silly romance.
I grow them now too--strawberries. Organic. A real healthy food.
How does love get started?
She thinks of an old song, about love getting started.
Strawberries--they're good for counting and coloring things.
She could be a food scientist.
Strawberries are wild strawberries are wild strawberries.
Strawberries have fuzz.
How does love get started?
What is romance?
They drink strawberry juice.
What is romance?
Lovers have their dreams.
Dreams have their lovers.
