Monday, March 10, 2008
Wake Up, Sleepers
Even though there was ice on the driveway yesterday morning. Even though there is still snow melting beneath the hedges. Even though the town’s salt trucks and snow plows still stand at the ready for at least another three weeks. Even though the trees haven’t budded and the crocuses have barely poked their heads through the dirt. Even though the robin in the backyard looks lost and lonely and the squirrels look thin and daring. Even though the only spring peeper I’ve heard quickly gave up finding a mate and went back to sleep. Even though all this says it’s still winter… I say it’s spring.
And in spring, a man’s fancy (whatever that is) turns to thoughts of love. Or sex. Mostly sex, actually.
Sex with you, specifically. Failing that, sex with her or her or her. But yes, first and with all due fidelity, sex with you. Now. Please. Didn’t you hear me say I’m calling it spring?
Slow, languorous sex while buds on the trees pop open over our heads like popcorn. Me inside you, smelling spring rain in the distance, feeling the new grass on my skin, feeling your skin on my skin, feeling the sweet slickness of you wrapped around me, our warm shared core sheltered from the nagging spring breeze…
Do you see it now? Slide with me into spring and then from spring to summer. Let’s drink from each other and make necklaces and cock rings from dandelions! Let’s fuck against trees and make birds tilt their heads when you cry out when I first push inside you! Let’s roll naked down grassy hills, stay up to see the stars, get up to see the sunrise!
It’s spring and I’m starving for life. So, love me raw. Rub me, suck me, ride me until we’re red and breathless and hungry for water and salt.
Spring, spring, spring! Kiss me, quick!
Saturday, March 08, 2008
New Photos, New Words
Where does the time go? As I valiantly try to get back here to do some writing that isn’t just about work and putting meat on the table (just an expression… I’m trying to cut down), I managed yesterday to find a little time to assemble a bunch of new entries for “Photo of the Day.” And just because I thought it might be fun, I’ve decided to run the new photos in themed groups, running Sunday to Saturday.
Here are the themes for the next few weeks:
- Let’s Thaw (March 9 to 15) A nod of the head and a tip of the erection to the arrival of daylight savings time and (hopefully soon) spring (Northern Hemisphere only… if you’re in Australia, you’ll have to make up ways for the photos to go with autumn).
- Go Green (March 16 to 22) More spring, with a little added green flavor because of St. Patrick’s Day.
- Out Like a Lamb (March 23 to 29) Bondage-themed photos in keeping with March going out a little more subdued than it comes in.
- April Fools (March 30 to April 5) Who says sex isn’t occasionally silly or that you can’t see people smile when they’re naked?
If you have any photos you think would fit an upcoming theme and want to share, please send them along and I’ll try to fit them in. Assuming I don’t run off with the first robin I see.
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