A pair of moths currently having it away on the sun-room window, presumably because the light is on. Back-to-back, tail-parts entwined, perfectly still. Unmoving, unhurried...who's penetrating who, I wonder? Is there any penetration involved?
Mothsex: there's something strangely calming and...reassuring about it (life goes on: it doesn't need humans...) So similar, these two, that they could be clones, a pair of biological bookends...stillness, perfect symmetry; an element of Zen.
I watched for a few seconds in wonderment, then started to feel like an interspecies voyeur.