Arse Full of Farts

Arse Full of Farts is a quote derived from James Joyce's dirty love letters. Any thread with Joyce as a topic, much like Plath and Head in Oven will inevitably include a mention.

My love for you allows me to pray to the spirit of eternal beauty and tenderness mirrored in your eyes or fling you down under me on that :softy belly of yours and fuck you up behind, like a hog riding a sow, glorying in the very stink and sweat that rises from your arse, :glorying in the open shape of your upturned dress and white girlish drawers and in the confusion of your flushed cheeks and tangled hair. It :allows me to burst into tears of pity and love at some slight word, to tremble with love for you at the sounding of some chord or cadence of :music or to lie heads and tails with you feeling your fingers fondling and tickling my ballocks or stuck up in me behind and your hot lips :sucking off my cock while my head is wedged in between your fat thighs, my hands clutching the round cushions of your bum and my tongue :licking ravenously up your rank red cunt. I have taught you almost to swoon at the hearing of my voice singing or murmuring to your soul the :passion and sorrow and mystery of life and at the same time have taught you to make filthy signs to me with your lips and tongue, to provoke :me by obscene touches and noises, and even to do in my presence the most shameful and filthy act of the body. You remember the day you :pulled up your clothes and let me lie under you looking up at you while you did it? Then you were ashamed even to meet my eyes.