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A sexual connection can be like poetry: greater than the sum of its parts.
Significantly more than the appearance of the thing itself.
There's so much going on at once and the best way to experience it is with a gentle guiding and acknowledgement of the feelings, thoughts, words, and touch rather than a straight up narrative.
I don't generally write poetry. To be honest, I don't generally enjoy reading it much either. However, the other day I was moved to write a piece of prose.
I was thinking about the various things I'm newly learning and experiencing sexually. I was thinking about how valuable those things are and how I hope everyone gets the opportunity to have similar experiences.
I heard my thoughts and wondered, could I write about the things I'm feeling in an inclusive way? Could I be personal and specific, without leaving many others out? Could I share in a way almost anyone could imagine it for themselves?
I wanted to share the vulnerabilities, the pleasures, the communication and connection, the desires, the physical feelings.
So, though the following poem was written with a sexual connection in mind, it was also written with sexual diversity in mind (in fact, I wrote it specifically for SexualDiversity.org) and was strongly influenced by the thinking I do here, for my Autism Answers blog. Things we think and do during sexual encounters are informed by what we've seen, heard, wanted, thought, feared, and hoped outside of sex. And people who have been abused, people who have disabilities or disorders, people who experience more than a small amount of discrimination, well - we bring that with us into the bedroom. But this does not mean we aren't able to experience pleasure and connection, it just means we may need more in the way of careful communication, we may need to practice telling and asking, listening well and being authentic.
I am sharing this piece of prose here. It is truly personal, but I also wrote it with you in mind.
Visit the poem via Sexual Diversity here: With You
With You
Mmmm…. I’m coming close
Closer to you
Is this okay? Do you like this?
Do you feel that? I want you to feel it
My hand is slipping between your legs
Oh, you are excited, it seems
I want you to feel good
My hand slides where you clearly enjoy it
I enjoy it
Tell me, what do you see when you feel me?
Can you feel me? Do you want me?
Show me
I want you to like this with me
More pressure? Harder here?
My body, which is ours in this moment, is in motion
Sensitive, so sensitive,
pulsing
Aware and alive
skin and loins, bits and buttons
My eyes are closed but I see you with my touch
I feel you
Where do you want me to feel you? Show me, move my body if you can
Pressure here,
soft teasing here,
no? No soft teasing then
I’m trying to listen to your body’s response but my own is so loud and insistent
I’m here with you but I’m here in me more; I want you to come in, feel what I’m feeling
I want to come in, feel what you’re feeling
to know how to titillate and stimulate
I want my sensual touch to serve you, pleasure you, and bring you to me
Bring me to you
It’s so loud! This feeling
So loud!
We are not woman or man, not able or un, not old or young, not colored or un
We are this feeling
So loud!
Oh, yes, please tell me, move me, allow me, ask me
Mmmm… I’m coming close
With you
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Hugs, smiles, and love!
