thinking of you thinking of you thinking of you - My Commentary

I wish I could write poetry.

This was supposed to be a love poem to my lover, but damn it, I can't write poems. This is all the closer I seem to get.

This poem was sort of doubly-inspired. Most closely, it was inspired by a comment Mark Aster made in the alt.sex.stories.d newsgroup, called "Quintessence." As I recall, Mark said something along the lines of "When it all gets right down to it, it's all about the tits."

Obviously Mark was jesting, but it got me thinking. No, that's not what it is all about. It is all about the look of your lover's face at the instant you become joined. And I began obsessing about that moment, remembering what my lover looked like at first penetration.

This note was originally written for my lover in an attempt to stay close during a time when we were apart. I mainly posted it to the newsgroup to make a semi-public announcement that we are together and we are in love and I don't mind if anyone knows it. It's really her piece, not mine, and I post it only because she gave me permission to do so.