it’s the same thing, you just give it a different name.

A. wants to leave her husband for a lover. If only for a night.
D. wants a man to murmur love poems with his mouth pressed to her pubic mound
M. wants a man to hold her and not be certain she will be there the next morning
S. wants a make love to a man who has travelled over a mountain
G. wants to learn the difference between magic, god and orgasm
S2. is obsessed with D.’s pubic mound and worships A., S. and G.

It’s the same thing, you just give it a different name.

M. needs a man to be a man, not some past perfect ideal of machismo
A. needs a man to accept that he cannot hold what can never be captured
S2. needs to learn to trust in some things which are unseen
S. needs less faith in S2., and more faith in her beauty
G. needs to experience a hunger that cannot be resisted
D. needs to get in her car and drive down to the sea.

It’s the same thing, you just give it a different name.

S. wants to mate and not afterwards devour her lover
S2. wants S’s body and then, to be devoured
A. wants a stranger to talk dirty to her but not touch her
G. wants peyote and starlight and fireworks and iridescent gravity
M. wants that boy at the end of the bar to desire her
D. goes down on to S2 in the parking lot of the Walmart, on Elk Grove Boulevard

It’s the same thing, you just give it a different name.

D. tortures S2., with her sexual fantasies about S.
S2 tortures D with poems praising S’s breasts and lips.
G. lies in a scented bed, listens to Mahler and seeks the godhead with her fingers
A. imagines the taste and texture of her dream lovers’ semen
S. buries herself in the world and the past, but it is hopeless
M. cries herself to sleep each night, alone.

It’s the same thing, you just give it a different name.

G. calls it romance
A. calls it slavery to love
M. calls it the price you pay for beauty
S2. calls it physical comedy
D. calls it poetry
S. calls it god’s cruel joke on a woman with a heart.

It’s the same thing, you just give it a different name.

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