








Everybody needs somebody

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate…
(Shakespeare, Sonnet 18)


Hi, babe. Long time no see.




Where does the love go, Frozen to grief ?
(Lucy Larcom, “Snow bloom” 1880)






















You could do anything with me you want to do







Any man has a chance to sweep any woman off her feet




