I’ll say it—the most remarkable way a man

我想说——我感到到了一个男人最棒的触摸

has touched me is when he didn’t intend to, found

但是他本无意如此，只是偶然间点亮了

the heat of me on accident. I’m saying his hand

我的火焰。我是说他的手在我们脊背间的空隙乱挖，

punctured the gap between our backs, rooted around

摸寻我们共同垫的一条毯子，它已经滑到了我的肋骨下面。

for the blanket we shared and swept my rib-ridged side.

在电影里，这个触摸会是激发一系列动作的

In movies, that touch is the domino

多米诺骨牌，但他的床并不遵从

that starts the chain, but his bed did not abide

奇幻的规则。他触摸了我，然后，噢！

by rules of fantasy. He touched me and, oh,

我屏住了呼吸。等着他的

I held my breath. Waited for the regret

并没有到来的抱歉。我的上帝，他触摸了我

he never felt. My God, he touched me then slid

然后在羽绒被下溜向我的方向，我们的两条脊椎

closer beneath the duvet, our spines close-set

以类似的弧线在黑暗中结合，亲吻。我开始并没有

arches that joined in the dark, kissing. I did

意识到，但他的手指在深入黑夜的心愿中放松。

not know it then, but his fingers flexed with want

他的心脏贴着我的后背。欲望从前面涌出。

into the night. His heart at my back. Desire out front.