But I'd say having to receive that godawful "poetry" from RFK Jr was a very heavy price to pay. Eeeeuuuuwww.
You obviously missed some of the prose that she offers in her book.
“I loved his brain. I loved the private ways that he was mad. I loved that he was insatiable in all ways, as if he would swallow up the whole world just to know it better if he could.” The politician was, she continued, a “hunter”: “He desired. He desired desiring. He desired being desired. He desired desire itself.” His eyes were “blue as the flame” and his character full of “particular complications and particular darkness”. He called her “Livvy”, said “I love you” first and promised to take a bullet for her. She writes: “I love him, I thought. Oh no. I love him so much.”