The Mystical Body: Pure Sex https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/t1575 Runboard| The Mystical Body: Pure Sex en-us Fri, 29 Mar 2024 11:18:54 +0000 Fri, 29 Mar 2024 11:18:54 +0000 https://www.runboard.com/ rssfeeds_managingeditor@runboard.com (Runboard.com RSS feeds managing editor) rssfeeds_webmaster@runboard.com (Runboard.com RSS feeds webmaster) akBBS 60 The Mystical Body: Pure Sexhttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p10603,from=rss#post10603https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p10603,from=rss#post10603I don't know if I have the courage anymore to write this kind of poetry. Poem written in early winter of '88. Injudiciously published in '91 or so. Then returned to in '01 or maybe '00. Took me that long to get what the poem is after. The Mystical Body: Pure Sex For two days counting there was that chill running and raising my scalp, and I've learned enough to know by now that when it comes it's time to watch out. Then the third day came then the third day's night when she took me to her place by the lake, her place, her very own where she upturns herself, where she goes it alone. Well, anyway, we talked and told stories, never trying to touch upon the sadness in her voice, the confusion coming from a water girl's detail of daylight worries. Then she turned her neck to me and I rubbed away at the ache and pain, and holding up her hair her finger-thick the heavy self-stuff of her sun spun hair, and baring the bending arc, the river run, her own neck's slender arch. This is all it took. No question but that it's when I got caught, right on that gravid girl's lakeside spot. Then the deep desire to go the way down with her, all the way down with her, all the way down we go until we raise her high, over. Terresonnondisclosed_email@example.com (Terreson)Sat, 12 Nov 2011 21:31:23 +0000