A Moment

The lascivious flesh tempts
with its siren song of sex
as glorious escape
in flowering excess…

…so somewhere, there are
two lovers laid across a bed
& one turns to the other
& says:

“When people fuck, my love,
they can be placed into two
rough yet distinct groups:

those who pull closed & those
who leave open
their eyelids.

So my question to you is
which do you prefer?

For you
is the darkness
a sensual abyss
of pleasure in which
feeling is no longer limited
by form, a place
where sound, & touch
become something more,

or

for you are the closed
eyelids a rejection
of the real, raw,
unbridled animal passion;
a space in which
the look of fuck
in the eyes of the other
becomes another cascading layer?”

“Well” the other says
“I don’t see why
we must choose between
only two things;
I like both, I
like it all
fuck is no place for thought,

& my only desire is for more.

There is a sadness that I feel
in knowing
that the moment
cannot last forever…”

Then, in the silence
that follows
our two lovers smile
at each other
& lay back down upon the bed;

as fabric
is teased from flesh

& the moment
begins again…

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