Focus On The Touch

Focus On The Touch

A Poem by Brjden (Bridge-Den) Crewe
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Hendrix, Clapton, Santana......they make love to their guitar. They play it so passionately! I play a nice acoustic guitar, and my instructor use to always say "Focus on the Touch".

"

 

"My body, you truly knew,

insatiable's my name when it comes to you......"

         "Insatiable" by Prince

 

focus on the touch

 

by Bridgey "LateNightDJVoice" McLovin

 

 

As I, lay you in my arms 

         & slowly start to play

Your body as my guitar,

I begin to relay

ALL OF THE MUSIC THAT I AM

That journeys from my heart

to my hands

 

In your ear, say as softly as I can.....

 

"Can you play

     a song for me?"

 

Can we make a song that only sings

                                     And never has to speak?

 

You smile........

    My thoughts wander for a while BUT

I don't think, I just let my fingers

        focus on the touch

 

 

Your skin melts inside my palms as I guide them along   the moist calms inside of your thong...... creating our song

Strumming along to your passionate "hums" as my fingers river dance your body's curves,

making you come........................

to my concert 

 

 

 

 

My fingertips on the tip of your tongue

Allowing you to taste 

 your own aquatic tides.....

  you look me forcefully in my eyes

 

As my free hand glides

& slowly plays your

    instrumental south side

You indiscreetly hide my hand

       between your thighs but I...... 

     

   WOULDN'T DARE TO JUST MERELY

      TOUCH YOU!!!

 

I confront your willing flesh resting against my chest

 with optimistic hopes of me.....

Creating stagnant & spiritual

stigmatic stanzas of Poetry

 

 

 

Playing your body with the hands

of someone like Carlos Santana

I take my time touching you

With purgatory-like persistence

Every inch of contact with you

being a thorough existence

 

I exist just to.....

focus on the touch

 

 

 

I bathe your body with massages that violently sing as you relax your strings & play an erotic song of wet dreams, and erect things, anticipatingly waiting, songs of physically, sensually, & musically communicating, every waking note & touch is very felt & ever changing

 

From strong & really firm to soft with shivered nerves, concentrating with my exploration and I'm reading your every word.....

 

That your body has to say

 

 

 

 

I'm gonna make it sing

& do things it never dreamed

You're my instrument to play

 

 

As I play a certain note, your eyebrows start to raise, and you look up at me as if you have something frightening to say

 

Your mouth opens up.....

while my fingers focus on your touch

And your body starts to scream or sing like a symphony but.....

 It's not fright on your face, 

but it's delight in that place

I meet your G-Spot at E Major

with my fingers filling space

 

 

With your body as my guitar

Our music plays through the night

I'm your isolated musician

Focusing on bringing

    our song to life 

 

© 2010 Brjden (Bridge-Den) Crewe


Author's Note

Brjden (Bridge-Den) Crewe
So yeah, it speaks for itself. You wanna be my guitar?.....
I'm working on a piece with my axe, that I can compliment the poem with in order to perform it together, I hope to record and post something here.....

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Nice flow and everything. Man i am going to get you on that stage soon enough. Imagine Jordan never playing ball but only in the yard with his brothers. You can be possibly be the next great spoken word artist out there. Great write. Being a music fan and wishing I can play guitar I am very partial to this piece. When great players like Prince and Slash play it is like they are making love. So brother you pick the right instrument to learn and i hope it aids in your skills as a poet.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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This is poetry. Flowed almost like music. The flow and your story was amazing. Each sets of lines adding to create a beautiful poem of love and passion. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


Damn I felt like standing up and applauding at the end of that... bravo baby!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


loverly!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Your talent it amazing.. I;d love to see this with the guitar.. its sexy... funny.. and the flow is incredible..

thats hot..

Posted 15 Years Ago


Your taste for music and sexy lyrics go hand in hand here with a melody that beyond sensual it is sexy. I wish to hear it, as I can hear it in my mind as I read but I imagine that seeing and hearing it live would be heavenly. Great write.

Posted 15 Years Ago


God, I wish I didn't have to leave my guitar in Colorado! This is wonderful, Bridgey. It would be beautiful with music. I can almost hear Santana playing as I read, and the images you've shown here are going to stick with me for awhile.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Very creative, descriptive and also humorouse. Awesome write!

- kriss

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is a wonderful and complex work of art, so sublime in parts while blatantly delightfully raw in others. Being a professional musician and guitar player I fully understand touch. Ninety present of the time it is not the the instrument that makes the quality timbre we hear but in fact is the touch of the musician that brings the instrument to life. The tone is in the fingers or finger tips and the way the strings are touched by trained and focused hands, sensitivity to what the instrument needs is crucial. This directly carries over to the artistry of making love it is all in the sensitivity of touch and knowing when and where to touch. Here in this piece you have blended the two art form of music and love together masterfully likening the body of your lover to an instrument and then playing out a vibrant musical score upon them with the right touch to bring out every sonorous tone. Bravo and well done, this is truly the work of some one who knows where the tone lies!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's not fright on your face,
but it's delight in that place

Posted 15 Years Ago



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