I am utterly fascinated by graveyards and cemeteries.
The more modern ones with perfect rows of headstones all lined up like soldiers and every blade of grass is trimmed to perfection don’t do it for me though. There is something too sterile about them that makes them boring to me. No, for me an interesting graveyard should hold some mystery to it. It should be an eclectic mix of styles reflecting the human history that is houses and nature should be creeping in, slowly but firmly repossessing the space and its contents. There should rickety gates, old tombs and gravestones interspersed with something slightly more modern. In the spring there should be snowdrops and then daffodils, followed by tree blossom which as summer approaches hang heavy with green leaves which in autumn fall to the ground leaving a carpet that crunches underfoot until finally winter comes and there are bright red Holly Berries and frosted moss that glistens in the cold sunlight all-embracing and decorating hundreds of years of human history that slumbers there in an eternal rest.
Maybe I have made it sound idyllic, possibly even romantic but oddly to me it is and visit any village and most small towns in the UK and you will find some version or other of this, usually as part of the local C of E church (but not exclusively) and often dating back many hundreds of years. There are graveyards in my local area that have graves dating back to the 1600’s and many from the 1700’s and 1800’s. They are a true slice of human history left behind for us find and explore many hundreds of years later.
My love of these places is not a new thing either. I have always found them interesting and been drawn to them. I even own a book called ‘Who’s Buried Where in England’ which I bought for myself about 10 years ago and will get it out and study if we are ever on our travels to a new place but my fetish for these places and I will readily admit to having one, is something that has only really become evident to me in more recent years as I have increasingly explored my sexuality and kink.
I am not totally sure what it is about these places that turn me on but they do. I think it is a combination of things really, a desire to feel and be truly alive when faced with the undeniable truth of one’s mortality, and a graveyard will definitely do that for you, but there is also something about the macabre nature of death, the Gothic feel to many of these places and this strange juxtaposition that between their often still and silent desertion and yet this slightly spooky feeling that you are not really and truly alone.
I am sure many people would find my desire to be fucked in a graveyard horribly offensive and taboo but so what. I hope that one day when I am dead and gone someone somewhere finds my final resting spots and fucks like rabbits over me. I have even told M that I wish some form of that message to be written on my grave.” Here lays Molly Moore, come fuck over her, like a slutty whore” I doubt I will get away with that wording but you get the idea.
I have yet to get my graveyard fuck but I am hopeful that it will happen eventually, we even have a possible location in mind which is where I went yesterday to take this image. It is an abandoned graveyard, left there in the middle of the countryside when the church burned down many years ago and they rebuilt it in the village, leaving the old church yard alone and isolated about a mile away. It is a beautiful wreck, with ivy reclaiming many of the graves, a huge yew tree in the centre, in one corner snowdrops are just starting to show their white flowers and the birds seem to love the place. A little robin sat on one of the graves watching me the whole time I was there and just as I started to pack up a small deer scared the living crap out of me as it dashed through and out into the field beyond. It is desolate, crumbling, beautiful, spooky, and makes me think of ghosts and witches and haunted houses, and Gothic tales, and mysteries and darkly deviant goings on that would make your blood turn cold and my blood run red fucking hot!