PREFACE
To in madness be be with those nymphae like fairy wings of gossamer those soft velvet curving forms that hang like pink veils of shimmerlingly light fluttering butterfly-like upon the scented breezes that upwells to caress like virgin kisses the lips of I those nymphae to nibble to suck to taste that honey curving form to into madness with heated desires fire that in their clutching grasp that couldst I expire into madnessess bliss