I know, today you're supposed to spend a lot of money to have sex, right?
Well, there are billions of us, so one gathers there is a lot of that going on for free, mostly.
Love is not bought and sold. Not some tart who's name you forget in the morning.
And to tell you the truth, I'm rather glad I'm not a rose bush in a greenhouse somewhere.
Loving one another and showing it in small, but concrete ways that leave no room for interpretation is humanities greatest gift.
Be human, at least for today, and screw the rose thing. Just be real.
ps: less than eight pages to go on "the book".