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Someone asked me recently if I could recall the moment I
acknowledged to myself that I am gay.
It was an easy enough question to answer…
CONDIMENTS AND CONSEQUENCES, A BRIEF DISCOURSE ON GAY RITES
I reached across the table
for the salt just as he did
too;
our fingers touched lightly
but long enough for me to
feel
the blood rush to my head,
sensual shivers down my
spine...
His brown eyes met mine
briefly, a glance seducing
me
frankly inviting me to see
passion in them equal to my
own
desire for him
I looked away in confusion
at a salad bowl hosting a
profusion
of leafy delights, mushrooms
and peppers the colour of
his lips
(parted slightly,
seductively)
as I helped myself from the
bowl
while imagining his kisses
on my mouth, his hands
exploring
my body as they stripped me
bare of inhibitions and
reservations
regarding my sexuality
I picked at food on my plate
but every delicious mouthful
I ate
could not even partly
satisfy
a growing hunger in me for the
man
sitting opposite, smiling at
me
now and then as if having to
work
at being polite and friendly
as we made love in a
makeshift bed,
damask tablecloth a sheet
making us, oh, such willing
captives
of our selves
I spilt slivers of a red
pepper
on my shirt that grinned up
at me
like the lips pinioning
mine;
with one shaky hand I wiped
it away
while the other spilled wine
on my trousers and I began
to panic,
felt exposed to every eye
around the table, but no
worries there,
everyone far too busy
sizing each other up for
this or that
after passing the salt
Brown eyes, creating a
template for life;
salt cellar, outing me to
myself
Copyright R. N. Taber 2013
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