Saturday, August 21, 2010

curious

When i am sliding towards the end, when i caught in the magnetic pull of pleasure and i find someone else's name in my throat, not my lover but another, someone with whom i am no longer intimate, i wonder, briefly, whether that man would care that i don't shift my thought but sink into the memory of his texture for that sordid, splendid moment.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

That's a hard one to call!

Southern Sage said...

That is a no-brainer, he would be damn delighted to know that.

Anonymous said...

I agree with SS; I'm sure he wouldn't mind!

(But personally, I only fantasise when I'm having trouble getting off, otherwise I'd come too quickly!)

M in Devon

An Artist Exposed said...

A single sentence that I read several times for the sheer delight of the words themselves, though I have no answer to the question they pose.