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If you have a favorite passage about the erotic from non-fiction or fiction, add it here:
From Diane Ackerman, The Natural History of the Senses:
Sex is the ultimate intimacy, the ultimate touching when, like two paramecia, we engulf one another. We play at devouring each other, digesting each other, we nurse on each other, drink each other's fluids, get under each other's skin. Kissing, we share one breath, open the sealed fortress of our body to our lover. We shelter under a warm net of kisses. We drink from the well of the other's body, we map the new terrain with our fingertips and lips, pausing at the oasis of a nipple, the hillock of a thigh, the backbone's meandering riverbed. It is a kind of pilgrimage of touch, which leads to the temple of our desire.
From Sallie Tisdale, Talk Dirty to Me
Horny means a million things: It means wanting sweat, but also skin, to touch and be touched anywhere, to suck and lick, be penetrated, to feel a finger slip between my shirt buttons, and then in between my breasts. Feeling horny is like being pregnant with desire, restless and premonitory, swollen. Predatory. as though I were hunting. I begin to act unseemly, I get reckless, attentive to every person with whom I have the most casual contact. The smallest of meetings shivers with imagined meaning. Alone in this state I get restless, and watch television, and every show seems laden with entendre, each character on the screen speaking directly to me.
From Diane Ackerman, Natural History of the Senses
What is erotic? The acrobatic play of the imagination. The sea of memories in which we bathe. The way we caress and worship things with our eyes. Our willingness to be stirred by the sight of the voluptuous. What is erotic is our passion for the liveliness of life.
From Diane Ackerman, The Natural History of the Senses:
Sex is the ultimate intimacy, the ultimate touching when, like two paramecia, we engulf one another. We play at devouring each other, digesting each other, we nurse on each other, drink each other's fluids, get under each other's skin. Kissing, we share one breath, open the sealed fortress of our body to our lover. We shelter under a warm net of kisses. We drink from the well of the other's body, we map the new terrain with our fingertips and lips, pausing at the oasis of a nipple, the hillock of a thigh, the backbone's meandering riverbed. It is a kind of pilgrimage of touch, which leads to the temple of our desire.
From Sallie Tisdale, Talk Dirty to Me
Horny means a million things: It means wanting sweat, but also skin, to touch and be touched anywhere, to suck and lick, be penetrated, to feel a finger slip between my shirt buttons, and then in between my breasts. Feeling horny is like being pregnant with desire, restless and premonitory, swollen. Predatory. as though I were hunting. I begin to act unseemly, I get reckless, attentive to every person with whom I have the most casual contact. The smallest of meetings shivers with imagined meaning. Alone in this state I get restless, and watch television, and every show seems laden with entendre, each character on the screen speaking directly to me.
From Diane Ackerman, Natural History of the Senses
What is erotic? The acrobatic play of the imagination. The sea of memories in which we bathe. The way we caress and worship things with our eyes. Our willingness to be stirred by the sight of the voluptuous. What is erotic is our passion for the liveliness of life.
