this love is sacred; it beling o o s only to you and me--could anyone else even understand it? it has ben en e our holy grail, and we have become questers in search of this elusive object, and even when it has been beyond our reach, a phantom thing, it has taken hold of us; when we have flung it away smashe d and dinted and scratched it, it has remained glistening and polished as ever. aliri u u ng us. (stream of conscious thoughts)