Tuesday, March 22, 2005

labias and other still life paintings...

I feel...

Licking
a
woman

is more than an art.

It's a feeling.

I remember being down there.

It was a girl who accused me of not really getting into it.

Sometimes it seems like the labia is alive.

Like lips and it's somehow interacting.

And sometimes, it's inert.

When this happens...

there's no communication

and i feel like i'm kissing

or licking

a painting

or a still object.

That neither tells me what I'm doing is pleasurable.

Or merely annoying.

And then we switch off.

And kind of hope that the woman up there is secretly enjoying this.

So secretly that no one seems aware that this act is so intimate.

And demands we are communicating as much as possible.

In fact,

with each touch, caress, kiss, suck, lick and nuzzle.

But that's what I feel anyway.