
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-