We have common cause against the night... Why love the woman who is
your wife?
Her nose breathes the air of a world that I know; therefore I love
that nose.
Her ears hear the music I might sing half the night through;
therefore I love her ears.
Her eyes delight in seasons of the land; and so I love those
eyes.
Her tongue knows quince, peach, chokecherry, mint and lime; I love
to hear it speaking.
Because her flesh knows heat, cold, affliction, I know fire, snow,
and pain...
We love what we know, we love what we are.
Common cause, common cause, common cause of mouth, eye, ear,
tongue, hand, nose, flesh, heart, and soul.
--Ray Bradbury
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