His mind was set long ago: to please her, to make himself the indispensable lover. He knows his way, the meaning of her scent. His, is the gentleness, the patience, the obedience of a true believer. Hers, the certainty of finding the summit, of savouring love in all its glory.
You let the sun brighten the room, and I know: this is your hour, the time when the choice is yours.
But first, we follow the ritual…
“Which door do you wish to open?”
“Will you want more, or less?”
“On this side of me is a mystery.”
To which tradition is that I reply:
“I shall open the door that leads to your deepest desires.”
“I will give you more.”
“Then it is the side I wish to possess.”
Worshipping you is my role, yours is to reinvent the ritual…