Aethyrs panel 9 No. You suck.

Consider also:

  1. You suck.
  2. “The clouds are parted: yes! And there above I bathe in ether and self-shining light; My soul is filled with eternal love; I am the brother of the Day and Night.”
  3. “THE unutterable void of Hell is stirred By gusts of sad wind moaning; the inane Quivers with melancholy sounds unheard, Unpastured woes, and unimagined pain, And kisses flung in vain.”
  4. “Nor thus did love’s embraces wane, Though lusty limbs grow idle quite; Our mouths’ red valves are over-fain To suck the sweetness from the night; And amorously, with touches light, Steal passion from reluctant pain. So has the daystar fled again Before the blushes of the sky, So did I clasp thy knees in vain: For we must part, and love must die.”
  5. “No whispered sigh, No change of breast, love’s posture perfectly Once gained, we change no more. The fever grows Hotter or cooler, as the night wind blows Fresh gusts of passion on the outer gate. But we, in waves of frenzy, concentrate Our thirsty mouths on that hot drinking cup Whence we may never suck the nectar up Too often or too hard; fresh fire invades Our furious veins, and the unquiet shades Of night make noises in the darkened room.”