If We Could Lust.

It's hard to find classy erotica around these parts these days so in that respect I welcome this piece with open arms. I like the sights, the sounds and the tastes depicted here. The click of the well heeled shoes (that captured my interest for a start) the tapping of tongues on teeth. All audible gratuities.

I also like the use of the image of an SD card in the last stanza. This suggests a more secretive quality to the subject, rather than a simple photo on display. Even the words in capitals spell out 'strong lust' which drums home the message of this delicious moment.

Thank you for the shivers / read.

Receiving such a lovely comment from someone as talented as yourself, Missy, is like receiving a wonderfully wrapped gift on a birthday first thing in the morning. Special.

I am always taken at how beautifully you dissect and comprehend my work.

Thank You for being the beautiful you.

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i stumbled on this poem while browsing around and i have to agree with Missy that its breathtakingly beautiful except for.....(unlike missy) the ending.  The SD card just didn't do justice to the rest of the poem, it just took something that was exceptionally amazing to the harsh lights of reality.
For some reason the idea that as small as SD card which can fit in your pocket cheapens her.
I would've much rather have had an old fashioned 8mm tape,where you watched it late on a sleepless night while she was in your arms safe filled with your love.
you her hero, the protector, her man, her everything thru light and dark.

Hi Rina,

How do you do? Welcome around my pages.

You listed my work in your reading list and that is... well... what makes to today lovely. Thank You.

I absolutely love that you stumbled upon this piece, it is indeed one of my own favorites too.

Okie dokie, lets talk SD cards, do you think there is a significant irony between the physical size of a SD card and the it's memory capability?
That moment when something so small and insignificant remembers so much about you? Even more significantly that it's kept for life and brought back over and over again. Not to mention in the context of this piece that the evidence was removed and taken away?

While I love your idea "old fashioned 8mm tape" I found it inspiring (thank you for that) and it has inspired a whole new piece, keep an eye out for it!

;)

Thank You for your gold commentary.

Love @ you!

Al -x-

The human memory is probably the most fascinating element of the mind, that like black and white photographs it captures the moment with its light, darkness and greys..but never in colors because colors are our emotions and the memory controls our emotions.
But when something is captured on film, especially with tech advances that SD cards have it takes away the essence of the moment embedded in our minds, therefore the memory gets manipulated.  This is why we yearn to go back in time or yearn to see our old childhood friends/people/neighborhoods because the memory tells us that it might just be the same as we left them back in history (which is never the case ofcourse)
 
I'm glad our conversation inspired you to write a new poem and I will certainly keep my eyes on the updates to have a read and I thank you very much for allowing me to share my thoughts.

This is fantastic. I've read several of your pieces and I really like your style. Great work!

Thank You So Much Brittany

Such kind words you use

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