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Dec 10

Reminiscence on any given Monday

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From Here to Eternity (1953)

Please be careful is never careful
Till it hears the gun
She will always pay the bills
For the having big fun
He talks so well, what can you do,
It’s pretty plain he means it too
I don’t want to sell you lines,
I only mean to do you right
But I’m a simple slave of appetite,
I’m a poor slave of appetite

Hunger howls, hungers red,
Hungers stays till it’s fed
Then it some h-h-how fades,
Then it somehow leaves your sight
Depending on it’s appetite,
Depending on your appetite

So if you take – then put back good
If you steal – be robin hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I’ll name you after me
I think I’ll call you appetite
Here she is with two small problems
And the best part of the blame
Wishes she could call him heartache
But it’s not a boy’s name

If you grow up to be, just like him, just like me
You’re fighting for exclusive rights,
For honeymoons each sleepless night
In which case I’ll call you appetite
Yes I think I’ll call you appetite

So if you take – then put back good
If you steal – be robin hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I’ll name you after me
I think I’ll call you appetite

So if you take – then put back good
If you steal – be robin hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I’ll name you after me
I think I’ll call you appetite

Then I think I’ll name you after me
I think I’ll call you appetite

Prefab Sprout – Appetite

Aug 24

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Cats and dogs

Photo by Daniel Chowen

By instinct she leans over to pick a bag of cat food, but then again she remembers she doesn´t have a cat -that the cats that used to come to the house are long gone. There is no more purring, no more scratching, no more biting – at least not in that way, anyway. The small flap door has been replaced by a solid door that she has painted and make it look beautifully in harmony with the house.

It is Friday and she is alone, and right there in the middle of the store her back aches, because she is still leaning over the bag of cat food and who the hell puts those bags on the lower shelf and her back makes a “pop” when she stands straight while she mumbles that she is way too damn old for this shit.

The sensor flashes as she leaves the store and the doors shush open to opposite sides. She sees his tail wagging immediately as he sees her.

She smiles.

She pets him lovingly.

“Let´s go, buddy… Let´s go home”

 

 

Jun 17

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Tonight

I will leave the door open
and the lights off
quietly waiting for you.

I will crumple the sheets
tight under my fist.

Tonight
I will taste salt
while you taste sugar
my skin arching in the dark
making shadows.

Apr 25

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One night stand

- Why do they call it a “one night stand”?

He turns his head, turns his body towards her. He sees her in black and white -her body laying there, naked, her nipples still hard with droplets of sweat.

- I mean, why specifically a “one night stand”?

Her lips make a big O while she takes a puff from the cigarette. She made a big O some minutes before, but she didn’t have a cigarette on her mouth. Her lips were red and full, and now the lipstick is all smushed around her lips. So hot… so raw and sexy… he thinks, and he feels he is growing again.

She turns her head and looks at him.

- Why night? Is it a pre-requisite? Does it have to be done at night?

- I think is just an…

- I know it is just an expression, she interrupts, what I wonder, is why is it called a night. Does it imply that can be done only at night? I mean, it is 2 o’clock in the afternoon, and we just…

He takes the cigarette out of her hands, takes a puff. He kills it on the ashtray while he exhales; leans over her and whisper ssshhhh so close to her mouth that she swallows the whisper.

- Let’s make it last until the night, then…

 

 

Jan 18

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Desire, still there

Lips stretching to a polite smile first, crackling to a forbidden kiss, after.
destiny playing a bitter joke, a sudden meeting, after all those years.
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Those walls embracing their willing sin.
His fingers bathing on her secret scent.
Her nipples fighting the buttons that constrict her.
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She runs out, he stays put,
the simultaneous knowledge the desire is just not there anymore.
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Nov 30

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shhhh…

Are you keeping a secret, or is a secret keeping you?

Frank Warren’s blog, PostSecret, began as an art project, but has evolved as an outlet for people to release their secrets while retaining their anonymity.

I say it is simply AMAZING! :)

 

 

 

Nov 28

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Insecurities

The office Christmas party is tonight and I didn’t have to prepare much when I had to think of a perfect outfit. I master my heels and LBDs so that is a no-brainer. Or at least it is until 24 hours before the party, when thanks to impulse shopping a way too colorful dress lays on my bed ready to go.

How bad can it be? Not that bad if one is used to, but until the feeling settles inn, I feel like a damn cupcake bathed on Pantone 253, so when I walk into the party and I feel I am being noticed on a sea of dark suits and LBDs, and past the first looks -I get confident and happy I didn’t put on my own and safe LBD. Things change when after listening to a brief speech, I walk into the bathroom to reapply lipgloss and when l slightly turn, l must lean over to check and confirm that I have 2 bite marks on my naked shoulder. Fuck, I think while having a mini heart attack,  fuck, fuck, fuck…I did stand right in front of several big bosses during the speech…

As my confidence vanishes, I pick up the phone and yell at him, I notice AttentionWhore couldn’t be happier, no, prouder, of his actions. Feeling much insecure about me going out tonight, honey? I don’t see his face, but I swear hi is smiling proudly.

Some minutes to recap, a party-cigarrete outside and I wonder, why I kinda panicked, and I freaked out in my own insecurity for looking like I shouldn’t be looking tonight, and at the end, I too, begin to smile: well, let’s be proud! Proud for being in my 40’s and feeling awesome, and have a good and passionate sex life.

On the dance floor one picks up on the vibe and traces the bites with one hand as holds me tighter with the other. An elegant retreat and a phone call to go home.

While I wait to go home, I wonder about actions and reactions, about what we do, about the intentions we do them with and the snowball that can turn unexpectedly direction. And I wonder that sometimes insecurities may leave us defenseless and sometimes, without warning, defensive.

Sep 8

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the first time

I had never traveled by train at night. My mother was non-stop weeping at the station -and thank God she never saw the rogues sharing the compartment: two young soldiers from up north, with vicious looks and broad shoulders and a mulatto wearing the tightest jeans ever, and making them bulkier by opening his legs and putting a smile… on his everybody’s face.

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Jul 1

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Fake orgasm* (quickie)

* … What appears to be a reflection on the fun lies in our sexual life suddenly becomes a poignant speech about gender theory and the constant construction of our identity…

Fake orgasm: http://www.zip-films.com/film_24ENG.asp

Feb 19

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Pheromones

(Post courtesy of my AttentionWhore guest blogger Arthur)

Well, let me tell you that the 550 kilometers distance between my woman (#1) and myself (#2), when she is ovulating, roars and moans included, are only stopped by the Alps (we live in Norway) and it is disturbing. When she is ovulating, she is #1. I have to remember this and note it on my calendar. But the fact that nature controls this, for both of us, may override everything, so that I don’t have to remember. Read more

Dec 19

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parentheses of time

She is a Type A woman, and she hates to loose – or to be second to him, and even when there is no apparent race, because there seems to be always a race, against time, against him, on her mind.

And sometimes, when her time is against his time, and is often, and she hates it, she wishes for time to freeze, while she creates parentheses of time on her mind, where she gets to do now what he got to do before – and she does it now, and she enjoys it fully, without him, but hates nevertheless when she closes the parentheses and open her eyes, and she is still delayed.

And she hates him for that.

And she wants more of that time, in parentheses or not, so she wont be deferred.

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D&G TIME COMMERCIAL

Nov 14

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take the train

After some dates, they are both comfortable enough with each other to spice things up a notch, and language becomes freely a tempting and arousing game.

She is all up for games.

“Put on some sexy clothes beautiful” he said, “Today I want you to come up and ride the train.”
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Sadly, she kinda misunderstood…


Aug 9

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unripened

Wednesday night,
in a white cotton battlefield – I realize my enemy isn’t you.

… and then I imagine that it is you – I think of you, I hear you, I dream you – even you are not the one who is fighting me tonight. Read more

Jul 14

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in just 6 days

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Sex is the very FIRST thing on her mind.

She is a member of several dating websites, but she mostly finds her lovers all around her. The websites requires certain steps that make her impatient. Some exchange of prosa that makes no sense in her world to accomplish what she wants. Is not that she is promiscuous, or that she has some “male, father, or boyfriend issues”. Is just that she likes sex, she has a tremendous curiosity for men, and she just wants to satisfy that curiosity. Simple as that.

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Jun 8

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my ten and my “hot” five

I am extremely honored, that this group of funny, intelligent and sarcastic women have been kind enough to include me in their blogging network. I enjoy every second reading them, and I actually wish I had more time just to read some more.

I was tag to do 2 lists, one with the 10 things that make me happy and the other with the 5 characters I would love to get horizontal with. After that, I have to tag 5 people to do the same.

All right, then:

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10 THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY

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Jun 5

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throwing rocks -make me sweat

The reason I came here to direct the photo shoot wasn’t that this photographer and his crew are genius.

I mean, that is a reason, but not the only reason.

The reason I insisted to come to this city is this guy I have been at war with online – throwing rocks at each other left and right – and I haven’t met yet. Besides the sound of his voice – I asked for an mms just saying my name – I don’t know his face or much more of him. We were supposed to meet last night, but his last smart rock was to cancel at the last minute and then spend nearly 2 hours on the phone talking to me –when he could had meet me.

I lay in the hotel bed and the only rocks I have are the ones swimming in my bourbon.

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May 26

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leather

- What at you looking at? – I ask.

- The leather on your pants – he says.

- There’s no leather on the back of my pants.

- Well… my eyes see leather on the back of your pants – He gives me a smirk.

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May 17

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lumberjack

morning light fights to make its place among the branches
shy sunrays lick insecurely dew on the grass
breeze waking up
as he stomps through the woods

fallen leaves breaking the silence
absorbing the imprint of his boots
as she absorbs his most precious secret

he is coming home

looking for him through the window
an overdried teacup with a kitchen cloth
repetitive round motions, like a mantra
looking beyond the tree line

she is waiting

the lumberjack comes home
the door surrounding under his enormous arms
the fire crackles with desire
-but not as much as hers

between the bloated veins inside her thighs
he finds peace
under his huge body dripping with sweat
she finds war

and he wants more peace
and she wants more war

May 6

lessons

Do students become teachers?
Can students become teachers?

What did you do?

WOW

Running out of paper.
Markers are empty for ink.
Mental hard-drive nearly 98% – ok, 96% full.

What did you do?

I am learning faster than the speed of light.

If you play with fire, you surely will get burn.
l am holding 1 smirk on my face and 20 lighters on my pocket.

Ready.

What did you do?

Games, power, gold shoes, thigh-highs, comando, smells, heart pumping, magic – no, no magic: effect.
- doing substitutions already.

What did you do?

I raise my hand before the question is finished:
I KNOW!

Apr 18

the black pearl

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“For in my nature I quested for beauty, but God, God hath sent me to sea for pearls”
Christopher Smart


She surfaces and grasps some air: ”uff… That was… Oh my God!”, she thinks, heart pounding really fast, head a little dizzy. “Long and… so worth it!”, she smiles to herself.

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