I have a good eye. I can find beauty in anything and any one. The gnarled bark on a tree, the broken wing on the stiff little corpse of a cardinal, the age spots on my grandmother’s hands, the jut of an erection, the beautiful asymmetry of a face, the eery ascent of fungi on a log on my favorite trail.
Mostly, I have mastered the art of my own body, how to coax it to produce images beyond my wildest imagination. I know how to take sexy selfies, not just selfies. I embrace those things I once eschewed when I thought I had to look a certain way: the swell of my belly, the crease in my waist, my rounded arms and large, pendulous breasts.
With my good eye I see things differently.
The pliancy of flesh.
The curve of a muscle beneath flesh.
The curious anticipation of hidden treasures.
The idiosyncratic angles of joints which mark me as me.
I know how to use light to my advantage, to let it spill in behind me like a wave.
A good eye tells me when I arch *just so* that my friend, the light, will wrap around me like silk.
And a good eye tells me what you might see if you were on your knees before me.
Not only is it Boobday today, it’s also Noodle Day!
That’s right, she’ll arrive this morning all bouncing curls and delicious accent and warm, soft hugs all for me.
I am so lucky to have found her in this crazy, fucked up world.
The Neighbor will hang with us later tonight, I think, though I’m not sure. No blow jobs, no groping, no sex for a live audience this time. We’re all a year older; I feel more shy somehow. Bone weary, honestly. I don’t feel peppy or perky or playful. At all.
But, never say never and all that jazz. I’m open to any kind of hedonistic dog pile the Universe wants to throw my way, let’s be honest. Hyacinth isn’t dead yet!!
Enjoy the tits for today!
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