The Alchemy of Desire

alchemy of desire

Love is not the greatest glue between two people. Sex is. Tarun J. Tejpal

I would travel up and down her body, inhaling, inhaling, inhaling, hunting her secret source….

The room was dark and my mouth was everywhere and the white cotton she was wearing was crisp and thin and I was firm and insanely in love and she was wet and impossibly beautiful and our hands were potters and our flesh was clay; … and she was on the edge of the bed and I could smell her love and I could taste her love and I could hear her love and my love was straining for her love and then I was where I belonged and where I wanted to live and where I wanted to die and the world was a slip of skin and the word was liquid and the world was tight and the world was a furnace and the world was moving and the world was slipping and the world was exploding and the world was ending and the world was ending and the world had ended…

Tarun J. Tejpal

Rare is the male writer who can turn raw lust into poetry and describe sexual obsession so lyrically… Tejpal is that rara avis .

(Thanks to P. M. who made me discover this book)

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