If you had a woman in the grave with you would your hands be rough?
And if you spilt beer on the blouse of a woman who was afraid of birdsand alone in a bar how would your words reassure her?
And if she started to cry and said that she was dying would you lay herdown upon the floor and kiss her hair?
Her long black hair so soon to disappear and her white stomach withher wet blouse pulled out from the band of her skirt.
And if she said, 'I'm dying. Make love to me in front of your friends'.How would you begin?
