A Kiss! When All Is Said, What

I Have A Different Idea Of Elegance. I Don't Dress Like A Fop, It's True, But My Moral Grooming Is Impeccable. I Never Appear In Public With A Soiled Conscience, A Tarnished Honor, Threadbare Scruples, Or An Insult That I Haven't Washed Away. I'm Always Immaculately Clean, Adorned With Independence And Frankness. I May Not Cut A Stylish Figure, But I Hold My Soul Erect. I Wear My Deeds As Ribbons, My Wit Is Sharper Then The Finest Mustache, And When I Walk Among Men I Make Truths Ring Like Spurs.

A Great Nose May Be An Index Of A Great Soul

A Kiss! When All Is Said, What Is A Kiss? An Oath Of Allegiance Taken In Closer Proximity, A Promise More Precise, A Seal On A Confession, A Rose-red Dot Upon The Letter I In Loving; A Secret Which Elects The Mouth For Ear; An Instant Of Eternity Murmuring Like A Bee; Balmy Communion With A Flavor Of Flowers; A Fashion Of Inhaling Each Other's Hearts, And Of Tasting, On The Brink Of The Lips, Each Other's Soul!

No, In Fairy Tales When To The Ill-starred Prince The Lady Says 'i Love You!' All His Ugliness Fades Fast But I Remain The Same, Up To The Last!

I Am What I Am Because Early In Life I Decided That I Would Please At Least Myself In All Things.