![]() I kissed her and held her, my hands free and rough over her thighs and stealing into the secret crevice, to feel there the firmness of a young woman's secret body.Sometimes there are days when the rain pours from the very morning, and the cats scratch their souls. Her silver-and-black hair made a rumpled mass down her back and displayed a long neck. She sat up on the bed, her breasts amazingly firm, and the pink nipples turned up. Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty. It was not that the death attracted me it was that it made her all the more precious, something to be lost in a moment. For the first time I heard a waterfall, its gentle trickle, and then I listened to the sound of water touching leaves, but my body was an engine of desire, and what drove me was her naked breasts, rather small, with the pink nipples of a girl, and the smell of death, rising sweet like a crushing lily. I kissed the calves of her legs, her thighs. I would be naked.Īnd you were the last thing, she breathed into my ear, her hands clawing gently at my back.You were the last thing she saw. Though suddenly aware of a fatigue from all the night's tricks, I nevertheless told my clothes to assemble themselves nearby and await my command. I stretched out my arms and looked up at the sky. The angles of her face were tight and delicate and precise in the dimness. I kissed her and held her, my hands free and rough over her thighs and stealing into the secret crevice, to feel there the firmness of a young woman's secret body. Not an electric light burned in the place. It was like fruit between her legs, like peaches or plums, it was just wet enough. I was too happy for humility, and to feel the sinews in my arms tighten was to be among living things, and surely some of those things must be good things. ![]() I looked down for the first time on my own chest, pubic hair, erect organ. What was the point of warning her that I might dissolve in the process? I was going to do it. ![]() I had my hands beneath her small backside, and cuddled it.īut I had to do it. Sweet God, she whispered, kissing me all over my face. ![]() ![]() Yes, I said,God, capricious as He is he lavished his blessings on you and on your daughter, Esther. She reached for buttons, but I gestured there was no need. Let me see you without your clothes, she said. They can make me look young, but they can't save my life. She kissed my beard, kissing it along the bone of my jaw.It's hormones and modern science I have a woman's chemicals inside me, that's all. It's all drugs, my love, she said, as though feeling my wonder. ![]()
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