Eleves I salute you
” I do not press my finger across my mouth, I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart, Copulation is no more rank to me than death is. I believe in the flesh and the appetites, Seeing hearing and feeling are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle. ”
My body is a shrine of my physical and mental experiences.
Each of my senses is a bliss.
I am a materialist and spiritualist in one.
Thank you Whitman for helping me to express myself !
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