《Strange world》Sex toy
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Never had one, never wanted one
never even thought of it
Somehow our love life lived
so simple and so bold
notions of such toys did not arise — felt inapplicable
like . . . sourcing clockwork spoons for sipping soup?
or . . . Bluetooth lipstick brush, perchance ?
Not a bad thing, not a wrong thing, just unneeded,
somehow trivial, too jokey, really not the point
Perhaps, almost, an insult to purely perfect gourmet fare
on offer at our late-night/sunbright/twilit lovers' feasts?
Now everything so different — now this too
A shapely deep red rose . . . of yielding silicone
that throbs and softly hums responding to your touch
and then you throb and hum responding back.
Odd history — sought potted blooms on Amazon
to send across the weary miles as wholesome birthday gift
and when I entered single search word — rose —
suggestion popped up right away — rose sex toy —
appearing first, above promoted perfumes, before sweet soaps,
or seeds, or fancy jams, or living green-leafed plants
as if this oddball iteration was now new norm!
Sort of shocked, at first, then a bit intrigued
enough at least to click the box. . . and sudden see
a whole wide world of floral solo sex on offer there!
Who knew? (all knew, it seems, or many, just not me)
that flower-human-sex was out there, was a thing
My own long-standing love for blossoms, swift snapped off
and slipped inside my purse or shopping sack
as I walk down our city streets to check off daily tasks. . .
this taste reads slightly different now — like added meaning lurks
in long thick stalks and solid buds of randomly plucked rose
thrust deep into front pocket of my pretty shoulder bag?
And, soon enough, was back online
and finger clicked to buy
And soon enough beyond the door
the deep red rose arrived
discreet inside a handsome textured matte black box
And when at last I tried, to my surprise it swiftly/smoothly took me!
took me back to feelings, heat and dreams from so so long ago
Strangely similar sensations
body still remembering
still seeing, wanting, needing
still capable of glad.
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