...to feel unrequited romantic love within your heart, for the mate of another, is wrong. To allow oneself to be enveloped, and pulled in, into the passion and sex of another...how does it occur? How may I liberate myself from thence? Where might extraction be found?
My dear Prospero, did you ever find yourself coveting? Do you know what it is like to be beset by such sin? You duke of Milan, have you felt, within you, the desire to have her glistening secretion drip down your person? Are your nostrils continually filled with the fragrance of a love desired which can never be had?
What makes you more man than I for not succumbing to those weaknesses which we all indeed have? Poor man-child on the boundaries of the promised land am I! Secret myself, must I, lest I be found out by her lover and pursued fiercely to earth's end. As I ponder it, I think, dearest friend, that you also have subdued yourself with such fleshly matters. How do I dare to presume that such feelings are solely my providence? We will converse again!
