"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?  Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, and summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,  And often is his gold complexion dimm'd...

What lady is that which doth enrich the hand of yonder knight?

 But, soft! What light from yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!"

"Precious Angel, under the sun...you're the queen of my flesh girl, you're my woman, you're my delight, you're the lamp of my soul, girl...you torch up the night." 

 "Fire of my loins...Lo li ta"

Woman. Jiggling, giggling, supple pink flesh...long hair, sleepy eyes, delicate shoulders,natural downy hair...girls...