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Sensual Sex
Techniques
The Lover asked: How would you
like me to touch you?
The Lover answered:
I would like you to touch me as if you were going away
tomorrow, far far away, and you wanted to remember the feel of
my body, the texture of my skin, the hills and valleys that make
up the landscape of who I am...
I would like you to touch me as if you were blind, knowing that
you love me, but unable to see me. Touch my face, my breasts, my
belly, my toes... learn what I "look" like, imagine me in your
mind as your hands explore my shape.
I would like you to touch me as if your hands were healing
hands, radiating love energy with every stroke. Feel the energy
penetrating through skin, through flesh, entering into the cells
of my body.
I would like you to touch me as if you gained your nourishment
through your hands. Feed on me, drink deeply and draw from your
touch the love that I hold for you.
I would like you to touch me as if you were feeding me through
your hands, as if by your touch I am nourished and sustained.
Every inch of me cries out for your touch, yearns to be fed.
I would like you to touch me as if your hand were a feather,
lightly caressing the edge of my being.
I would like you to touch me as if your hands were paintbrushes,
and as you caress me, you are coloring me in brilliant,
sparkling, dazzling hues.
I would like you to touch me as if you were erasing the outer
me, allowing me to reveal my inner self to you.
I would like you to touch me as if you had carved a sculpture,
and were now feeling its finish, smoothing out any rough areas,
enjoying the finished product.
I would like you to touch me as if your hands were fire, burning
away the dross and leaving only the pure gold of my soul.
I would like you to touch me as if your hands were sponges,
soaking up the essence of my being.
I would like you to caress me as if I were made of dry clay, and
by dampening my skin you enliven my spirit.
I would like you to touch me as if my skin were soft velvet.
I would like you to touch me as if you were a musician, and your
touch brought forth different sounds from different parts of me.
I would like you to touch me as if I were a rare jewel, precious
and valuable.
I would like you to touch me as if I were your Lover.
I don't think there is any more to say. Diana
Daffner captures it all in this brilliant and beautiful poem. I
am
grateful to Diana for allowing me to share it with you. If you would like
to listen to or download The Lover's Touch, or order a framed copy with artwork
by Sacred Feminine Artist, Montserrat, please visit -
The Lover's Touch.
Pam Babbitt, Editor |
