May 18, 2014

She gave her husband.....

She gave her husband such a night of sexual pleasure 
that his eyes followed her constantly after that, narrow and hot.
He grew molten when she passed near other men, 
and at night they made their own shaking tent.
They got teased too much and moved farther off, into the brush,
into the nesting ground of shy and holy loons.
There, no one could hear them.
In solitude they made love until they became gaunt and hungry,
pale windigos with aching eyes, tongues of flame.

~Louise Erdrich

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