Friday, September 22, 2006 |
metaphor |
Sometimes when he calls I can't help it. I close my eyes and everything else falls away. Soon I'm on my back with my legs open and my hand slips down and inside my panties. I don't even take them off. The elastic bites my wrist the way it would his. I remember leaning back against him while his hand slid low like that. He likes to just hold his hand there, cupping me, feeling the melting heat. Likes to prolong that moment before touch.
I listen to him. I won't tease my clit til he lets me. I try not to but he knows what I'm doing, he can hear it in what I say and in the hollow spaces between. He makes me stop.
Slow now. I make him slow down now too. I want him to be able to see it, me on my knees and between his legs, under his desk, his hands holding my hair off my face so he can watch.
What I think about is his tongue slipping into me. My legs over his shoulders and thighs wet and trembling, I remember how I melted and ran. I still want to run. But I can't.
[...]at the melting point of granite when the bones know they are hollow [...]
This is a metaphor. Margaret Atwood
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posted by O @ 13:01 |
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It's only a thread, and an ethereal one at that. There are no electrons jostling along, edging each other into circuits that decode their swings into meaning.
But the bond between lovers is real, all the same.
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The heart missing a beat is a relatively common experience compared to the lasting effect of your words and description.
My mind just missed a beat. I live inside such moments. I dream, even though I sometimes think I shouldn't.
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This is all too familiar. In the most painful way, and yet longed for.
I love Atwood. The one I just pulled out to use.
I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary. -- Margaret Atwood
I know you know this one.
HER
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HER,
I certainly do know that one! and it was also in my mind. I've made reference to it on here before somewhere....you divine my thought
Love O
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AG,
thank you; you're very kind; I am glad you found something to like in this.
best O
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paradigmk,
How true. The body is more than raiment.
cheers O
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Can I actually comment again?
Thank the stars!!!
My darling girl, how I know your pain. I want so much to bring you ice cream and vodka and cry with you until the world is right again!
(soon!)
S xxxx
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I SEE YOU QUOTE FROM http://bible.cc/luke/12-23.htm.
DONT YOU HAVE YOUR OWN WORDS?
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scarlet,
i can't wait!!! vodka and ice cream it is; and i'm already very happy!
love, love
O
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Anon,
No, I didn't "quote" from a web site; I alluded to a passage in the Bible.
Literary allusion and caps lock: investigate them. It'll enrich your world.
Cheers, O
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I close my eyes and everything else falls away.
Sounds so familiar.
I second the ice cream. Rasberry chocolate ripple even.
Big, big hug, learn
PS. I know I probably shouldn't give this any more attention than it deserves. And I want to be indignant and all, but the more I think about someone screaming, "I SEE YOU QUOTE FROM -->insert link to online parallel bible here<--", the more my lips keep twitching into a wide grin. Thank you Anon, for the laugh. Much needed.
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Sweet learn,
Yes, I know you know that feeling and you've expressed it so much better than I ever could.
we are similiar in this as in much else--a shared love of chocolate and raspberry is the least of it!
much love, O
PS I must be grateful to Anon, who inadvertantly showed me that my memory is, happily, of the KJV version. There are also these apposite verses from that passage, which are also why I left the comment up--I always leave all non-spam comments up, anon and not, but this is one reason why, and for this reference I must thank Anon---I quote from the 'website' so helpfully left:
2 But there is nothing covered up, that will not be revealed, nor hidden, that will not be known.
3 Therefore whatever you have said in the darkness will be heard in the light. What you have spoken in the ear in the inner chambers will be proclaimed on the housetops.
xx O
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Anon contacted Me to inform Me, somewhat indignantly, that you had quoted from My latest (and so far only) book, The Bible Volume 1. (Yes, that's right - The Bible Volume 2 is shortly to be made available in all good bookshops.)
Anyway, unlike Anon, I just wanted to say that I am very honoured that you've quoted me, and will waive all copyright fees on this occasion, since (secretly) I am a regular reader of Eros Logos.
Hallelujah. Praise the Lord. Oh, wait a minute - that's me, isn't it?
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Ah the wonders of Judy Blume!
And I doubt anyone else can claim to have been visited by someone quite so famous!
S xxx
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The Pope reads DX and he obviously never once recommended us to the man upstairs. What a dick.
Please O, O please, recommend us to the big man himself.
Thanks.
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Scarlet, I know! i wish Judy Blume would read me....
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CG--
Aw, thanks! I like the meta-metaphor.
Godot texted me; says to tell you he'll meet you at the place near the thing where we went that time. He's running a little late.
love O
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Are you there God? it's me, O again.
You should read D-X; it's great! Plus they always get all these hits from Vatican City..
( PS. I'm sorry about those commandments btw, but you know what they say--it ain't a party til something gets broke.)
mea culpa, O
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The things "Forever" taught me about cocks...... well ok, it wasn't much but still...
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Oh my god...I remember that book! and I'm pretty certain I discovered masturbation from a judy blume book...I was *very* young.
There's a lot to be said for reading comprehension.
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I don't think that's what my mum meant when she went on about me enjoying my books ;)
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Since Desire X comes so highly recommended, I shall of course peruse it in the privacy of my own chambers. With the 'do not disturb' sign on the doorknob. Because it would never do for God to be caught ... Ahem. Is that the time?
By the way, Godot is an imposter. I always turn up on time. I never come either early or late - according to the angels.
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Well thank God! Erm... I mean... thank you.
The only thing I learned from Judy Blume was how to get rid of freckles.
HER
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"We must, we must, we must increase our bust." Who tried it? I did and frankly it worked all too well. Or perhaps I have genetics to blame and a high-protein middle-class American diet. Anyway. Come for the post, stay for the comments. Fun.
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It's only a thread, and an ethereal one at that. There are no electrons jostling along, edging each other into circuits that decode their swings into meaning.
But the bond between lovers is real, all the same.