The Body Erotic

Touch is the language of intimacy, it speaks loudest and clearest when we step outside of the chatter of words and into the sounds of silence, here’s to you Simon and Garfunkel. Silence not only has its sounds but feel as well. When we get into that space beyond words where our living and pulsating bodies come together, touch takes over as its unique vocabulary awakens. Its words are not just in our fingers but in every fibre of our bodies, and they become clear to us only when we can calm the chatter in our minds long enough to let our bodies speak.

Our bodies know how to speak the language of Eros, and become fluent with surprisingly little practice. The vocabulary of Eros is inherent in all of us and transcends verbal language barriers. Even if it is a first time encounter, we quickly get to know the other person as we explore his terrain with our hands, lips, and body. Instinctively, we take note of all the different textures, smells, sounds, and tastes. The language of moans, body movements, and ripples of energy being released tell us multitudes about each other as we build pleasure for ourselves.

Eros is like a door into another dimension. For me, it opens most profoundly through silence and bridging the gap with another man through touch. Once we are in touch space, identities we have in the rational, word centered world lose their relevance. Gay, straight, bi, etc. seem to no longer matter, it is simply two of us journeying naked into each other’s body that makes sense. We are alive and electric with erotic energy guiding us into realms of wonder. This is the space of sacred intimacy that has been praised to the roof tops from the time we emerged out of the seas, and there was no doubt a submarine version of it in our even more distant past.

We were built to be erotic, to live erotic, to speak erotic. The vocabulary of Eros is within us if only we can let it breathe freely. For me, Eros also exits beyond touch. It’s there in Bach, Beethoven, Leonard Cohen, van Gogh, to name but a few. It’s an energy that bathes life in its lushness regardless of it being through touch, sound, taste, sight, or smell. Even though it is around touch that we have some of our harshest restrictions, Eros is a powerful force that is totally adept at inspiring us to say no to the limitations of taboos. Every time I engage with another man in intimate touch, I revel in the feelings of aliveness that we both have. Not only do we celebrate life as we enliven our energies towards orgasm, but equally profoundly in the post orgasmic glow that engulfs us as we linger in each other’s embrace.