As we came to a lull in our lovemaking and
she leaned forward,
I put my lips close to her ear lobe and licking it,
speaking into a headwind of sensual pleasure
that seemed to snatch the words from my mouth,
said,
“Dearest,
I know I shouldn’t,
but I have to ask you this.
I don’t claim any right to know,
of course,
but after these few wonderful days
…I feel…darling,
forgive me,
I love you and always will…
but please tell me the truth.
Are you real?”

Düssel… Ian McEwan