we all know where the rainbow goes…
(to eat) crimson candies…
god, rest here, merry gentleman…
an unquiet one…
if you listen…
“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret,
between the shadow and the soul.”
I say there is no love in lies.
You say nothing and I think, we will find one another in the middle.
until it’s done…
Oh, to be that hand that fondlespinchestwistsprobessqueezes
Oh, to be that mouth that slurpscaressesdrinkssuckles
Oh, to be that cock that dancesplungespoundsfillspulses
Oh, to be that cunt that takesitallandmore
to be wanted
to be the first and most
to be the last and beloved
to be all that I am not
Oh.
the bigger picture…
But good sex is, I think, worth creating with someone. It’s worth the time, energy, patience, and communication it takes to learn about each other’s bodies, physical scars, the kinds of touch each person wants, the kinds of licking or not-licking, the positions, the kisses, the vanilla parts, the kinky parts, the pace and rhythm of parts of sex and of the whole act. Having grown up playing violin in an orchestra, I think of the Saturdays we spent practicing together, sometimes perfecting a few bars in the middle of a piece and other times starting from the top and trying to get all the way through to the end. Sex is a bit like that. Sometimes you’re trying to get something as concrete as oral sex down. Other times you’re trying to improve the bigger picture.
– Dr. Debby Herbenick –