:06:00
with a warmth like the sun.
:06:03
The pale and dappled skin
ofa redhead...
:06:06
calls for the lust of a wave
crashing to the shore...
:06:10
so we may stir up
what lies beneath...
:06:12
and bring the foamy delight
of love to the surface.
:06:16
Although there is no metaphor...
:06:18
that truly describes
making love to a woman...
:06:21
the closest is playing
a rare musical instrument.
:06:25
:06:26
I wonder...
does a Stradivarius violin...
:06:29
:06:30
feel the same rapture
as the violinist...
:06:32
when he coaxes a single
perfect note from its heart?
:06:37
:06:57
Muchas gracias, seƱorita.
:06:59
:07:00
Every true lover knows...
:07:02
that the moment
of greatest satisfaction...
:07:04
comes when ecstasy
is long over...
:07:07
and he beholds
before him the flower...
:07:09
which has blossomed
beneath his touch.
:07:12
:07:16
Sorry I'm late, honey.
lt was unavoidable.
:07:20
:07:21
I hope you went ahead
without me.
:07:24
:07:33
Oh, well.
:07:34
Now I must die.
:07:36