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Cherry Blossom

By Kayar Silkenvoice

Cherry Blossom

This was published in Rachel Kramer Bussell’s Women in Lust anthology. This erotic story of lesbian love was inspired by a recent trip to Japan. * * * I bumped into her in my ryokan in Kyoto. I smelled her exotic scent just milliseconds before my sleep-fogged brain registered the ledge I was supposed to step over in order to leave my suite, too late, of course. I fell to my knees like a penitent worshiper, one hand clutching the hem of her kimono, the other pressing down onto her foot. “Gomen nasai. Daijoubu desu ka?” I stammered. I’m sorry. Are you alright? My boyfriend had taught me that phrase early on in the trip, after he tired of apologizing on my behalf to all the people I bumped into. And I bumped into a lot of people as I was constantly staring upwards in astonishment at the cherry blossoms…

I am reborn

By Kayar Silkenvoice

I am reborn. Dawn touches the sky again, bestowing numinous silence upon lips kissed by illuminating sensation. Intuitions clear as morning trembling wisdom, revealed life, simple being, I Am. I Am this tender kiss, sun-spawned, rippled, eternal moments of bliss suspended mindfulness, self-awareness gone, nothing remaining. Not here, but there, where sky aspires to blue breathlessness and breathes again, I Am. I Am love’s golden sun-kiss, reclaimed and whole, bathed in scented pools dripping naked, exposed, dreamy and dreamless. Sudden clarion insight, infinite motionless moment of undeniable knowing: I am reborn.

stormfallen

By Kayar Silkenvoice

stormfallen

stormfallen upon silken sheets arms and legs atremble passion spent

Pathos, Eros and Aramis

By Kayar Silkenvoice

Pathos, Eros and Aramis

The weather is California cliche: the sun is bright, the sky is a cloudless blue. The scent of California bay and eucalyptus waft by on a sea breeze. Children splash in the pool. Laughter bounces around the courtyard. From my chair on the balcony I try to extend my senses, to feel something, anything, but what I’m feeling now. Pathos. I am doing my best to be present with my body, to understand how this pathos feels, not just emotionally, but physically. Right now, pathos feels under-oxygenated. My breath is shorter, faster. It no longer fills my center. My muscles are tight. Twitchy. Restless. My shoulders ride higher, up near my ears. I feel it in my gut, too, the tightness. An ache has settled in my chest, my eyes. It is a long list. This is what anxiety and anguish feels like in the flesh. In my head, it…

My Darling Whore

By Kayar Silkenvoice

My Darling Whore

A very, very special friend wrote this for me. It is deeply meaningful and quite, quite accurate. It is perhaps the most beautiful thing anyone has ever written to me. My Darling Whore Slut. A slut to the gray-green wilderness that hovers over her home, the misted mistress of the environment she loves so deeply, that covers her, disguises her, renders her safely anonymous and—at the same time—places her at the center of the universe, demanding her full attention with senses, camera, and pen, embracing her with the quiet inevitability of adiabatic currents that rise from river, creek, and marshlands, gentle powers that blend air and water, seamless, the water breathes the air, the air inhales the water. Slut. Whore. A whore to self-discovery, prostrating herself to the truth of where she comes from, selling her past to understanding, spreading herself open to redeem her future and celebrate the day…

Casual Encounter: Laura and Abby

By Kayar Silkenvoice

Casual Encounter: Laura and Abby

Silken on Sex #82: I have exciting news! One of my stories has been accepted to a Violet Blue erotica anthology, one intended for couples. It is supposed to be out in Spring 2011, and once everything is inked with the publisher, I’ll let you know the specifics. The last four episodes have been about women dominating men so I thought I’d switch things up a little. It’s been a while since I told a story about women making love, and I know how much you love hearing those kinds of juicy details, so here we go…. [This is the original story, the podcast version was abridged to keep the podcast around 15 minutes] Leaning up against the headboard, Laura congratulated herself as she watched Abby remove her street clothes. This time she’d gotten lucky and had the whole day to dedicate to an erotic encounter. Something told her that…

Wai-kinky Adventures

By Kayar Silkenvoice

Wai-kinky Adventures

Silken on Sex #80: A friend of mine is a Pro-Dom. She’s one of those tiny women with command presence. She could be surrounded by giants and she’d still dwarf them somehow, just by the power of her personality. She told me about her wild & kinky adventures while vacationing in Waikiki recently, and I asked if I could fictionalize some of them. She loved these two particular vignettes, and is very excited to know that I’m using them for today’s podcast: I. He watched me from the table nearby, a sinewy Japanese man accompanying two boys in their late teens. I’m not sure why he picked me to watch. I wasn’t the only woman in the hotel’s restaurant wearing a just bikini and a sarong, and certainly there were women there who were far lovelier than me. My dinner partner was very attentive, but not unusually so, certainly not…

Wine-country Affair

By Kayar Silkenvoice

Wine-country Affair

Silken on Sex #79. Summer’s end. Time for the grape, both sipping and harvesting. I’ve got this huge extended family here in California–we were here prior to the Gold Rush–and there are miles of vines in one appellation named after a great-great auntie of mine. Everyone gathers at the winery for The Press and for futures tasting, and during one of the gatherings some friends of my cousins caught me in an odd moment. I’d just gotten off the phone with my lover, who was on his way out of the country and was pouty (though he denied it) over the fact that I was not accompanying him this time. Jim and Bev were on the deck sipping chardonnay when I stepped outside. I was tucking my phone away in my cleavage when he looked directly at me and said “That gives a whole new meaning to ‘you’re talking to…

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