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What is the content of love?
But basically, love is nothing we can't put our finger on at all
We say– we, we use such words as warmth, um, tenderness
Uh, all these things, they don't really get to the point

When you're, you're loving somebody
You are simply delighting in that person as such
As if another human organism, in its mental and its physical aspects
Were a piece of music, or a– a work of art, or a glorious morning

And you go over another person's physical form
And look at it from every possible point of view and play with it
And, uh, that's what it's about
It's the adoration of the form of a human being

And you do– you do that adoring in terms of physical contacts
That are, say, dancing with your fingers across the skin or whatever it may be
This is the nitty gritty, the nub of love– one wants something much more than that
You want to be played with indefinitely
That's more like it

What is the content of love?
It's a sort of– it's part of it, it's incidental
It's a way of saying very strongly, "Yes, I do want to be with you"
But basically, love is nothing we can't put our finger on at all

This is Detective Charles checking in
Looks like we have a victim on the ground
Gunshot wound to the head
Uh, looks like there's some type of
I think it's a recorder, a tape recorder in his hand
I'm gonna have to listen to this