and then I spent the last hour and a half reading erotic poetry

well now

there once was a man from nantucket

/swoons

give us a sample!

Love Poem
Audre Lorde
Speak earth and bless me with what is richest
make sky flow honey out of my hips
rigis mountains
spread over a valley
carved out by the mouth of rain.

And I knew when I entered her I was
high wind in her forests hollow
fingers whispering sound
honey flowed
from the split cup
impaled on a lance of tongues
on the tips of her breasts on her navel

and my breath
howling into her entrances
through lungs of pain.

Greedy as herring-gulls
or a child
I swing out over the earth
over and over
again.

/end

wonderful

sigh... so much better to read and to hear than all the hostile, dry, dull words of the ordinary day

really very relaxing. They say reading for pleasure reduces stress considerably