Snuggle, snuggle, snuggle,
Rub, rub, rub,
Scratch, scratch, scratch.
Sigh, sigh, sigh.
I love you, love you, love you
Communicated through each touch.
Heard through each word.
I need you. Yes, need you.
Originally written: June 20, 2002
Once the bedroom door closes and a couple slips under the bed coverings a
different type of communication begins or on frequent occasions continues.
Yes, it can and will become intimate. There are times when it does not. The
communication is less urgent. It conveys something deeper than lust. It
conveys almost a basic emotional and personal need. Even a back scratch can
be something almost supreme pleasure. There is this quarter sized spot on
my back in an unreachable location that almost makes me want to stamp my foot
in beat with the scratches. I am sure many others have a similar spot satisfied
by a bamboo back-scratcher from China or a person of choice.