Tuesday, July 18, 2006

How are you?

When I asked you how you are, I wanted to know how you've been and not that you've been to Tasmania lecturing on animal husbandry. I did not ask about your new Mitsubishi Pajero, just about how you are. For old times' sake.

Nonetheless, you featured in my fantasy last night. And as I lay there, creating and perfecting the imagery in my mind, I knew I had to be a little careful with you in my dreams. You are kinda point blank. You, despite being a girl, straightaway want action. While I, despite being a man, believe in foreplay and something before that as well. Do not undress in a second. Can you hold on for a bit? The tease? The gradual removal of each piece of cloth too has a charm of its own. I do like to see those little pink flowers, but I'm in no hurry, this is just a dream and I have a lot of time.

I went behind you and touched your long hair . . . it is still as lustrous as they advertise in those shampoo ads. Or do you use some brunette hair thickener? I planted a slight kiss on your neck and saw your eyes close. Did they close in pleasure or in reminiscence of what happened last time? As I was about to turn you around for a fuller kiss, you moved away, and before I could even say 'no,' you were naked, sitting there like a huge ameobic lump of white flesh on the hotel bed, your dress flung toward the door. The pink flowers were magenta now and the hair on your crotch still brown...but they faded soon.

I turned around and went off to sleep.

5 comments:

Manic Street Preacher said...

why the women of unconquorable conquests?
why the serene safety of dreams?
why fall bak on prejudiced sheets?

\m/....
ps:"dihing"??? is that english?

Oreen said...

i thought you were her...

Prerona said...

interesting conversation happening here and i am really sorry to ask such a silly question, but if u were behind her how did u see her eyes close? loved the contradiction - ie: the guy and the girl wanting dfferent things / tempo's than they are 'supposed' to according their gender roles - like u said - but its so weird these gender roles - and yet so ingrained in us. anyway, nice piece

Steven Crisp said...

It sounds to me as if you dream of love, not lust, and romance, not sex. And who wouldn't, if given the chance. But can we be fully present with her for each eternal moment? Find every nook and crevice as it calls out for our gentle caress? You were wise to turn around and head off to sleep. Be patient. You will bring her around.

Oreen said...

he he, steven,

there's no such her. just a bad dream . . . :-p