||[02 Mar 2005|07:37pm]
Nothing is changed: against the dining-room windows
hard grains of whirling snow still beat.
I am what I was
but a man came to me.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"To be with you in hell," he said.
I laughed, "It's plain you mean
to have us both destroyed."
He lifted his thin hand
and lightly stroked the flowers:
"Tell me how men kiss you,
tell me how you kiss."
His torpid eyes were fixed
unblinking on my ring.
Not a single muscle stirred
in his clear, sardonic face.
Oh, I see: his game is that he knows
there's nothing from me he wants,
I have nothing to refuse
(x-post @ my new journal ienemienemutte
||[01 Feb 2005|08:21am]
I am a natural voyeur. I have a been a "natural voyeur" ever since I heard a character in the movie "Lifeforce" describe themselves as such. It was one of those moments where you see, hear, or smell something, that makes you say "Yes! I understand now."
The words fit to me like a piece fits into a jigsaw puzzle. I had been looking for that piece, that verbal expression, for a very long time. It slid into place and became part of my personality.
That part of my personality does not lend itself to actions such as peeking through keyholes, hunting down open windows, using binoculars to spy on the neighbors, or secretly videotaping unsuspecting bathers.
No. If you saw the movie "Sex, Lies, and Videotape" you might understand me a little better. The film "Being There" also has a fond moment that fits well into the puzzle of me. These are good examples of shared intimacy, from a slight distance.
The beauty of the natural person - be it physical beauty, emotional beauty, or the secret beauty of the soul - This is what I prefer to see. To peer beyond the glitter of the practiced personality. To go beyond. To see beneath. To experience the giddy release of a once constrained, self-expression.
This is me.
Now... who are you?
|Welcome to Erotiqua
||[22 Feb 2004|04:08pm]
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Erotiqua, a community about the erotic side of life.
Feel welcome to expose yourself by posting your own photographs.
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