Why NOT "A screaming comes across the sky"?

[robinlandseadel at comcast.net]

"Let's just take a taste of this fabulous Yucatn blue, scored for you by froggy little native boys in their tight little leather aprons by the sea, yes crimson sometimes like fire and the glorious sunsets and the Figtrees in the Alameda gardens yes
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From: "David Casseres" <david.casseres at gmail.com>
 
 ... and all the queer little streets and the pink and blue and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes."

At least, that's how I remember it.