Remember LOVE, br the days in Spring br so long ago, br when we would be content br to spend unending hours br just to kiss, br you raised yourself on tippitoes, br I stooped and tilted br head and shoulders then. br br But do you also still recall br how I was thrilled br to have you trickle br your saliva br on my lips, br my tongue br and then we would, br just for the fun of it br think lemons ernestly br and it would flow br into my mouth, br it was from you.... br and later we would talk br about the ptyalin br and how the salivary glands br (just six of them at that) br could thus be tricked br to make some more, br by just the mention of br the citrus fruit by name. br br But, never mind the chemistry, br you were the nerd at times, br I loved the whole idea br and there was taste br to savour and, br in youthful madness br be enough to die for, br I had read the masters well, br and entertained no doubt.