I come to you a man: your father, your brother, your lover, your son. I am no man, and I am all men. Every man you have ever loved lies behind these eyes which attract you; every man who has ever desired you guides these hands which caress you.
My tongues skims along the circumference of your nipples; clasping one in my lips, I suck out your life's essence, only to replace it with my breath, in a kiss. Blindly, I enter the gates of your deep and die a little, only to be reborn within the harvest yield.
Temporarily, our skin merges, coalescing into our original state of being before we were seperated by covetous gods. For a brief moment, all is harmonious, all is peace, all is love; but as with all moments in this temporal existance, it is fleeting. And so we shall always be searching for one another, and will unite in every man and woman who embrace with love, and in every coupling which is consumated. Rejoicing in the conjunction of life, and in the perpetuation of the universe. |
