Breath
Listening to the roadmap of his pleasure, it is breath that describes the intricate architecture of both need and sensation. Words, as Derrida says, are slippery things: hard to catch and harder even to hold. Meaning slithers into crevices, hides in folds, is coated or diluted in effluvia. But breath hides nothing. The slow even […]
Minor Deception
The two copulating on the bed do so freely, under the impression that what they show me brings me pleasure. They believe their ecstasies, their lusts, spill over onto my skin, into my senses. Like all lovers in the magnanimity of requited passion, they think their universe big enough for everyone. I allow them this […]
Arachne
I sit in the corner of the room, shadowed from the blades of late afternoon sun split by the blinds. But the couple on the bed are bisected light and dark, zebra flesh moving, tangling, meeting in the still air. Her long hair, artfully two-toned, mixes metaphor with the lighting. The muscles beneath her pleasantly […]
Enter Flesh
Words enter flesh melting into pores puncturing plumped skin seeping through swollen folds insinuating themselves between clutched fingers pursed lips crossed legs. One word unlocks all those closed places. I was sure I’d locked up tight for the night but I was wrong.
Down the River to the Sea
Past the old buildings, through the grove of tamarind trees stirring in the midday silence. Across the broken paving stone path by the hibiscus bushes. They hiss with drowsy insects and weep their choking sweet scent to invite more. Now, in the brutal heat, the cricket field is deserted. Grasshoppers leap in the wake of […]
Gone
Photo by ‘Quiver of Eros’ All the flirting, the teasing the innuendos, caresses, kisses, muttered words of exhortation or ecstasy. The single, studied fingertip that travels down from my throat to my pubic bone, pulling a trail of shivers in its wake. The change in the scent of his skin as he gets hard. The […]
Lux Aeterna
The strings wind around you, a sonic brace to your spine, but each bowed note takes a wafer-thin slice of my skin. As they join together, great swathes of tonal colour fill the dimness of the room. You breathe them in, filling your lungs with the volume of their swells. So sweet and heady, your […]
Butterfly Knife
metal
mirror
cracks and
spreads open
shiny wings
slice through air
cutting the throat
of the moment