I tried to write a poem to Kim but her image
mesmerized my mind. Her blondeness made me
blind. So I calmly sought to find the subtle
honest feelings that I have for her inside...
I don't get her. What is she? Lemon meringue?
She's a hellcat. Is that what I need... Her
identity lies in her loves - the love of man
and woman as one is first of all with her..mm.

March 23, 1988
Pisa, Italy

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