Wednesday, February 18, 2009

After Making Love

Exquisite pleasure. And pain. The act itself. And the aftermath. Being filled. Seeing his pleasure. Creating it. Making it. Taking it all. Doubts set aside. Then the aching. Soreness. Ointment. The burning. Stumbling into pajamas. Hoping for sleep. Lists undone. Work still on the desk. Smiling.

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