The Second Coming

frost.”
    â€œLet me taste.”
    They kissed again. They were sitting now. He noticed that no matter how they kissed, standing or sitting, her body somehow fronted and flew against him.
    â€œKissing you is a delight but not a rounded and closed-off delight,” she said.
    â€œNo?”
    â€œNo, it is an opening-out delight and a wanting. Kissing is like now fine, more is better, and what about it?”
    â€œI know.”
    â€œYour tongue is welcome but you, that is, the salient you, would be even more so.”
    â€œI know, I know.”
    â€œWas there ever such a wanting?” she asked.
    â€œNot that I remember.”
    â€œFor true?”
    â€œFor true.”
    â€œOh say so.”
    â€œI want you.”
    â€œOh fine. The word is go. It is, that is, yes I’m saying.”
    â€œI understand.”
    â€œAh ha, it is more than evident you do,” she said.
    â€œI know, I know.”
    â€œAre you fond of me besides?” she asked.
    â€œYes, yes. I must be sure you’re all right. Are you?”
    â€œSimilarly and moreover. Do you feel a smiling ease with me as well as a sweetness for me in the deep regions?”
    â€œYes, in the deep regions, a sweetness, as well as the smiling ease.”
    â€œIs it possible that there is such a life?”
    â€œAs what?”
    â€œAs a life of smiling ease with someone else and the sweetness for you deep in me and play and frolic and dear sweet love the livelong day, even at four o’clock in the afternoon turning the old yellow green-glade lonesomeness into a being with you at ease not a being with you at unease?”
    â€œYes, it’s possible.”
    â€œCould such a thing be? What a miracle, and we haven’t even mentioned the nights.”
    â€œNo, we haven’t.”
    â€œImagine ten hours of darkness every night!”
    â€œYes, imagine.”
    â€œWhat will we do?”
    â€œWhatever you like.”
    â€œThen you are fond of me?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œLet us not speak of love yet, I’m not sure of the word.”
    â€œNo, we won’t speak of love, though I feel that in the future we might.”
    â€œSimilarly and moreover.”
    â€œMoreover what?”
    â€œMoreover a continuity is beginning for the first time but it is not climbing on me.”
    â€œMe either. Something else is also clear to me.”
    â€œOver and beyond.”
    â€œYes, over and beyond. It is this. We need each other for different things.”
    â€œWhat is the manifestation of the difference?”
    â€œI need you for hoisting and you need me for interpretation.”
    â€œSay what?”
    â€œI fall down from time to time and you are very good at hoisting. It would be pleasant to have you around to give me a hand,” he said.
    â€œThe pleasure would be mine. In short, I’ll do it. I am so happy about your pH.”
    â€œBy the same token, I remember everything and you forget most things. I’ll be your memory. Then too, your language is somewhat unusual. But I understand it. In fact, it means more than other people’s. Thus, I could both remember for you and interpret for you.”
    â€œOur lapses are not due to synapses.”
    â€œNo, they are as they should be.”
    â€œThe implication of your consideration is that people think I’m crazy.”
    â€œThat is correct. Moreover, for this very reason they are coming for you this afternoon.”
    â€œAnd you don’t.”
    â€œDon’t think you’re crazy? No. Now.”
    â€œYes?”
    â€œLet’s sit here by the dog. There are some things which I think you must do. Moreover, it is a pleasure to sit here beside you. Dear sweet Lord, what a pleasure. There are many things I don’t know. But certain things have become clear to me as far as you are concerned. Therefore, I am taking it upon myself to do what I seldom do, even in the practice of law: tell somebody what to do. I also think you are ready to be told.”
    â€œThe feeling is reciprocal. I am listening.”
    â€œThe pawpaws are very good.”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œHowever, the taste of them in your mouth is even better.”
    â€œThe pleasure is mine.”
    â€œFor true?”
    â€œFor true.”
    He kissed her again. Again she flew against him, from the side which was not possible, yet with no trouble at all.
    â€œNow here is what you must do.”
    â€œYes?”
    â€œDo