I play my harmonica when I’m in love, because the harmonica is the instrument of loneliness.
My love can only occupy one person at a timeWe made love like two tree branches in winter. We were naked and motionless.
My love can only occupy one person at a timeLove is trench warfare. So stand aside, and let me keep digging.
My love can only occupy one person at a timeMy love is dangerous, like getting stabbed by a knife handle. I make love like a psychotic dyslexic.
My love can only occupy one person at a timeLike a pair of dead batteries, I felt energized. Love is the light in my Can of Darkness.
My love can only occupy one person at a timeShe ordered beer all night, and I ordered root beer. She was drunk, and so was I—with love.
My love can only occupy one person at a timeTrue love is rare, like a good steak. Help me cut it up.
My love can only occupy one person at a time