What is the sign of a friend? It is that he tells you his secret sorrow? No, it is that he tells you his secret joys. Many people will confide their secrets sorrows to you, but the final mark of intimacy is when they share their secret joys with you. Have we ever let God tells us any of His joys? Or are we continually telling God our secrets and lies, leaving Him no time to talk to us? It is so hot in here. Oh, it is so hot, and I need some air. And boy, do not stop because I am halfway there. It is not complicated, we are just syncopated, we can read each other’s minds. One love united, two bodies synchronizing. Do not even need to touch me, Baby. Just breathe on me, yeah, on Baby just breathe on me. We do not need to touch, just breathe, on, yeah. Oh, this is way beyond the physical (it is a way beyond the physical). Tonight, my sense do not make sense at all. Our imagination, taking us to places we have never been before. Take me in, let it out, do not even need to touch me, Baby, just breathe on me. Monogamy is the way to go, just put your lips together and blow. The total being of our life inside and out is to be absolutely obsessed by the presence of God.