just finished watching last temptation of christ with sascha. it's been suggested to me that it's wrong to get turned on over that movie...it seems to me the most logical response though. the richness of the color and imagery, the sexuality of the music...it's a very decadent movie. and it builds that sensation of thirst so well...not to mention the sex scenes have that antidote--that quenching passionate quality to them. not rash...sensitive in a non chick flick way, but quenching--the fulfillment of thirst.
and oh how i want that. right nowwww. i want that. i want someone to touch me like that. i've got neurosis on, my two favorite songs of theirs (a sun that never sets and prayer) and they've got the perfect rhythm for that kind of sex...mixed in amongst songs from the soundtrack from last temptation...it brings back memories...eric and i listening to the last temptation sountrack and by the second song pulling clothes off of each other and making love on his living room floor, his hands sliding up my thighs, his moans, his teeth on my neck...and oh his lips and how he'd kiss me...god how i want to be touched like that again, i want someone to make love to me like that slow and intense and passionate and building to a crashing end hands all over oh yes and there are tears running down my face as i think of it and how i can't have it (*sigh* i AM a nun) but it doesn't matter because the desire is too intense.
back arched, face to the air, yours,
acheron.
postscript for a historical notation to myself unrelated to sexual ramblings (or so i'd like to think);
dropped note for luke at the frat house today. hoping he got it.
and oh how i want that. right nowwww. i want that. i want someone to touch me like that. i've got neurosis on, my two favorite songs of theirs (a sun that never sets and prayer) and they've got the perfect rhythm for that kind of sex...mixed in amongst songs from the soundtrack from last temptation...it brings back memories...eric and i listening to the last temptation sountrack and by the second song pulling clothes off of each other and making love on his living room floor, his hands sliding up my thighs, his moans, his teeth on my neck...and oh his lips and how he'd kiss me...god how i want to be touched like that again, i want someone to make love to me like that slow and intense and passionate and building to a crashing end hands all over oh yes and there are tears running down my face as i think of it and how i can't have it (*sigh* i AM a nun) but it doesn't matter because the desire is too intense.
back arched, face to the air, yours,
acheron.
postscript for a historical notation to myself unrelated to sexual ramblings (or so i'd like to think);
dropped note for luke at the frat house today. hoping he got it.