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by
James M. Thompson
JimDonnaThompson@aol.com



Prelude
Of light, sound, fragrance, texture and taste, we dine face to face.

Preparation
Chopsticks, rough in your delicate fingers, clasp your food. Wasabi, gingerroot and soy sauce are set before us on a wooden slab. Your eyes sparkle as we experience the sharp slice, gentle kneading and silent placement of the fish.

Presentation
With white rice, black pressed seaweed band and fish arranged on the wooden slab, wasabi merges with soy sauce for a silent kiss of color and fire. Dipped, the white rice absorbs the fire.

Taste
We enjoy bright and muted colors, as textures seduce our mouths with firmness, softness, with cool fish and wasabi fire. We share soft moans of delight, surprise and contentment.

Delight
Lost in sensual delight, I gaze into your eyes, feeling the firm, cool, refreshing kiss of tuna. Gently onward we taste yellowtail: lighter, softer, as lips touch neck with the delicate taste of yellowtail. Desire drives us, shrimp: firmer light textures as tongues trace shoulders.

Downward, octopus, supple roundness with hardened tip. We taste nipples: erect, round under tongues, within the firm taste of octopus. Wasabi compels us downward to cuttlefish, its delicate bright white like thighs: soft, yielding pristine taste.

Need, need, saba: in pungent flavors of liquid desires, the essence of man and woman. Passion, rhythm, uni: an explosion of sensation, intense taste, cool texture and wasabi fire in the overwhelming orgasm of uni.

Afterglow
Eyes locked we share rice wine: sake, tasting from each other's
lips, sated.

 


 

I am a senior estimator for a large construction company, so I work with numbers all day long. I work with words as a break from the work. I guess I am a poet who also writes short stories. I have published several poems in hard print, and have a number published in various places on the web.

The Sensuous Art of Sushi actually started out as a poem. I converted it to a very short story for a contest entry. I wrote the poem after a discussion of sushi with a friend. I tried to express the sensual delight of sushi; how it is not just a meal, but a complete sensual experience.



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