Kay Johnson | The Sun Magazine

Kay Johnson

Kay Johnson was a poet in Berkeley who disappeared about twenty years ago.

— From December 1984
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Proximity

This is something Freud had no idea of, that where there is love, there is no lust connected to the sexual organ, the lust is for looking, the lust is for proximity, the lust is for touching of the hand, the skin, the lust is for the interchange of some cosmic, electrical energy — and it is done, it is accomplished simply by proximity, by the sharing and exchanging of warmth, by the touching of skin to skin, it is done by body warmth, as a child, when it wants to be loved, wants the body warmth of its mother, the skin contact.

December 1984
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