MEMORIES OF FLESH

All of my lovers are still inside of me;

men & women;

stroking & seething.

 

My memory is a wizard that teleports me

back to the first time I orgasmed...

the first time I ate out...

first time I gave head...

first time I fucked, rimmed,

& took it up the ass.

 

If every single person that touched,

teased, stroked, or licked me in a sexual

manner were here to stand with me there

would only be 35 more people in this room.

 

If you only count FUCKING then the number

is less than ten.

 

I close my eyes & experience them again.

 

Oh what I learned & what I now know...

Oh to be photographed; naked...in snow...

Under that spell of life & of sex...

 

Eyes Closed;

Enraptured,

In my memories of flesh.

© FEBRUARY 24, 2001 By Jason Wright

-For All My Lovers - Past, Present, & Future-