Erica Jong - Morning Madness lyrics

Exploring each other's depths, that surge of connection which makes the world seem sane, that exchange of spirit in the guise of flesh, that morning hallelujah, that hook to eternity. . . . All day I bear you between my legs, & in my heart. Powered by your love, there is no hill too high to climb, no paragraph I cannot write, no hosanna I cannot howl. . . . Shall we wear it down with habit? Shall that combustible connection become, in time, homier than fresh bread, nourishing but unsurprising? O my lover meet me in the hollow of a red thigh, by mountains which resemble spouting co*ks. . . . We will keep the madness fresh- the red madness that keeps us sane.