This is the next-best sex: nobody <br />used, disappointed, or hurt - and no-one <br />engendered by my spermless ejaculate. <br />A rug by the fire, the moon <br />shining through the window, 'Verklärte Nacht' playing, <br />pictures of hairy men kissing, hairy men squirting: <br />nobody used, nobody hurt, no misconnection. <br />Duende of climax <br /> <br />within a duende of solitude <br />like the greater duende of forest, of river <br />of peaceful and beautiful place <br />achingly real and not dependent <br />on hope or falsehood or people - <br /> <br />only dependent on something like grace...<br /><br />Anthony Weir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/duendes-self-realization-at-the-age-of-sixty-one/
