Sex in the Graveyard
Danger excites me. What creates fear in others is fun and amusement to me.
High risk is a phenomenon, and my imagination appears more real than reality.
Words mean nothing when action contradicts it, and sometimes silence is louder than wailing.
I won’t keep silent.
I will tell the tale of how our souls intertwined in a heated sensation.
At first it was just a game of Truth or Dare. But when the dare was to hook up in the cemetery…in the dead of the night, I knew we would dance the forbidden dance of the gods…in a strange and forbidden place.
All my life, I’ve looked for someone who is as awkward as I am. And now that I found you, its a mixed feeling.
Of all places we could have been, we chose to make love in the graveyard.
Demons watched.
Every caress penetrated the skin pores. We gave our body to each other, but this forbidden dance of the gods is spiritual. For when flesh meets flesh and body fluids collide, our spirits conjugate, and we unconsciously exchange some elements of nature which could be in form of love, pain, sorrow, luck, karma….depending on our lifestyle and nature.
In this romance, pain is sweet. So as our bodies gnash against the gravel on the graveyard, the pain is numb but this intense sensation is sweet.
So as you lick the dust off my lips, I am reminded that this flesh is dust and will return to nature that way.
And this fun of a few minutes could curse me an exchange of my luck, for an unknown destiny.
Wake up!!
