Thursday, September 18, 2008

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You love the arch of the foot, it's bones, rake splayed. Wide, blunt, clean fingernails. Michelangelo wrists. Cleanliness. The nape of your neck nuzzled. Your eyelids kissed. Burrowing deep under the blankets. Clothes to be drawn off slowly, in exquisite anticipation. Cold, smooth walls you are rammed against. The sound of a lover's breath close to your ear. Your hair pulled back. Seduction that's slow, intriguing, unique, by flattery. Extravagant gestures, poems on scraps of napkins, filthy e-mails that should never be sent, love letters scrawled on passes, a line composed in lipstick on your back as you sleep, written backwards, to be read in the mirror."


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