the serpent

he said when we were naked it was as if a serpent lived in my spine. just under my skin it moved. he said when we were making love it was as if he was having a private conversation with it.

"it enjoys being enjoyed.
it makes no apology.
i am afraid the serpent may grow bored of me one day."

she does enjoy being enjoyed.
she does make no apologies.
she loves to love, for the sake of it.
she is awakened by touch.
she is merciful and merciless.

just under my skin is an ocean of electrical charge and surges. it dances the whole length of my body, but especially it is like a live wire in my spine, at the nape of my neck. when i am touched there, the serpent moves and my body shudders spontaneously, of it's own will.

i think this is how the nuns made love to their bridegroom, jesus. in ecstatic whole body orgasms.

Genesis 3:
"¹Now the serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden?

²And the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden:

³But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die.

⁴And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die:

⁵For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil."

imagine there is no original sin. let go of heaven and hell, reward and punishment. what if the world was created to be enjoyed? what if the meaning of life is creative expression?

intimacy with the naked reality of life.

tag. you're it.