Lustful Awakenings
by Jonathan Quince
Thursday, May 19, 2005 11:13:56
O, sweetness! So wondrous is your body at every hour of night and of day; and now, as you stir from the regeneration of a long night’s repose, deep sleep falls from you like droplets of water brushed from the smoothness of your skin.
Consciousness arises, from dream-land to dream-land: Air in your lungs, as your breathing transitions from the peaceful rhythm of sleep to the vigor of waking; the stretching and tensing of muscles as you luxuriate against the silken sheets; the first light you see from behind your eyelids — open your eyes — and of course, the first thoughts that stir as your mind is aroused from its hypnagogic state.
The imaginings of your mind and those of your body are so beautifully connected: What one desires, the other wants; when one wants, the other needs. As you break forth from your dream-state into self-aware sensuality, your appetites must follow you into the warm morning sun.
Throw back the curtains! Let the radiance stream fully upon your desiring; and as you rise ready, naked and alive and bold in the sunlight, commune with me in exploration — in celebration — in eventual satisfaction of your lustful awakening.
For truly, what is the first thought to enter you: Of a lover’s caress, of deep kisses and slow, heavy sex? Where do you crave that first touch upon your body: Of lips on your shoulder, of arms sweeping you in, of that first penetration of fingering and fucking your cunt? What shall mark this morning as unique, different in desire and fulfillment from mornings past and future: A new position, combination of flesh, a different chorus to accompany your orgasm?
Be your carnal self; float free into your day with fantasies fed ’til you glow, radiating beauty and the scent of sweet sex as you move with new vigor. Drink deep from this, the cup of your sex, that you may have energy to see you through work and pleasures alike. For when you open your eyes, I’ll be there, offering to you this mutual lust-nourishment; thus dancing together as we did from dusk ’til near-dawn, our duet shall continue from morning to sunset and thence, never stopping, to moonlit beyond.