Tactile Resonance

Tactile Resonance

A Poem by Crowley
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I like the way you feel.

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Tactile Resonance

It’s a matter of texture, at my fingers, on my tongue
Slipping down my throat deliciously, eyes rolling back in my head
Acid, sweet, straight up, neat
Crystalline pieces melt in a pool of viscous saliva

It’s a matter of texture, at my hands, on my eyes
Creamy flesh of the inner thigh, smooth, I linger in anticipation
Fruitful, strong, softly, long
The kiss slightly wet, makes a mess of my little mind

It’s a matter of texture, at my soles, on my skin
Digging toes sharing molecular harmony with the essence of organic life
Sharp, growing, warmth, flowing
Icy cold water rinses the tension from between my toes

It’s a matter of texture, at my thoughts, on my mind
Information slides like plate tectonics, engaging ideas
Shifting, grinding, rolling, binding
My thoughts resonate at the frequency of the expanding universe

© 2010 Crowley


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Crowley
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Damned sexy it is!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Oh what a lovely poem you have written, Corey!

Posted 13 Years Ago


It's a matter of brilliance, through your eyes, what you have us spy.
Your words are cascading, flowing, igniting and I can never read one
of your poems just once. Your imagery is incredible. Way to go, you've
done it again. Keep them coming, please. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


i tried to pull out my favourite phrases from this, but there were so many that i would have ended up quoting the whole damned thing back at you

know what i like most about you? you get it. completely.

Posted 14 Years Ago


i love the flow of this piece great work too........ :D

Posted 14 Years Ago


Touch is the best sense....or can be. This piece really makes me think, dig deep into my tiny brain. I love the rhyme sceme you have going, and the way you start every stanza with "It's a matter of texture". Amazing words here...

Posted 14 Years Ago


apparently, it's also a matter of poetry...finding a brother is more better than anything...there's a girl in every port (until we meet the right one, of course); but a brother, that's a rare event...I like your thinking...

Posted 14 Years Ago



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