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The Old Lover’s Advice

You’ve opened beautiful flows to his tenderest spots, so long warped and turned inside. You could bring healing. But your view from Shangri-la says I’m a threat? To what? You’re face to face with your lover, not a gunslinger in a western saloon. If his heart is a swinging door, you’re on the edge of [...]

Love by email

I revisited a piece I wrote years ago–Love in the Ether–a tribute to a period of steamy email lust (and amazing disregard of corporate back-up systems. Egads.) Good email is almost a nostalgicism, isn’t it? I have bowed to texting but I’m much too old to find it erotic. Maybe when I come back to this world as a teenaged boy. Oh but by that time text too will be so last whatever.


Driving towards the real world, The minor key strokes my scalp. My pelvis keeps time. I’m the best jukebox in town. This morning my skin was finally sated and I could hear my heart. My chest burns hot and ripe alongside. All night long you seep into my psyche. Lust arcs through shoulder blades, throat [...]