|Photo by Sequoia Emmanuelle|
Most of us rarely hear the words “erotic” and “nun” in the same sentence.
That is, unless, you had a Catholic-school crush that permeated into the current kinks of your daily life.
However, whether you believe in God or not, we all have some form of the erotic nun archetype within ourselves. And while it’s true that nuns do not have sex, that does not mean that they do not have an erotic life.
Who will meet me when the poet calls,
His ether words dusting his lips
Like nectar from a fertile flower?
Who will meet me when the singer trills,
Her sweet melody an infectious laugh
Passed on like a kiss from God?
Who will meet me when the dancer spins,
His rainbow garments a swirl of water
Returning to its crystalline source?
Who will meet me when my body aches,
Hands, thighs, skin…a weary wanderer
Seeking solace in sensual splendor?
Will you stand by me at the throne,
Or shall I meet them all alone?