Ainda não tive tempo de reunir todos os meus escritos em prosa para começar a publicá-los aqui (precisarei digitar meu ronance aos poucos). Enquanto eles não chegam, fiquem com a melhor descrição de orgasmo feminino que conheço...

"And it seemed she was like the sea, nothing but dark waves rising and heaving, heaving with a great swell, so that slowly her whole darkness was in motion, and she was Ocean rolling its dark, dumb mass. Oh, and far down inside her the deeps parted and rolled asunder, in long, fair-travelling billows, and ever, at the quick of her, the depths parted and rolled asunder, from the centre of soft plunging, as the plunger went deeper and deeper, touching lower, and she was deeper and deeper and deeper disclosed, the heavier the billows of her rolled away to some shore, uncovering her, and closer and closer plunged the palpable unknown, and further and further rolled the waves of herself away from herself leaving her, till suddenly, in a soft, shuddering convulsion, the quick of all her plasm was touched, she knew herself touched, the consummation was upon her, and she was gone. She was gone, she was not, and she was born: a woman." -- D. H. Lawrence.

PS -- Estarei desconectado, em viagem, na próxima semana, portanto não se assustem com a pausa nas blogadas... Volto dia 10/12, com tudo em cima. Até lá...