Deliquesce of a Spoken Word

Work in progress for my spoken word audition. It will probably be lengthened over a period of time.

Just

let the steam sway from the ice
as I thaw from the causatum of
your old cold shoulder.
Again, I feel my fingers twitch
with twinges of warmth in the
mist, as I,
kissed by your lips, heat up
in the moment and redden
under the fever of your love,
once again,
and it burns like the fires of
Hell but resonates among
me like the glow of
Heaven.

In the sensual essence hidden

among the blistered 

innocence

is the vivid Vivaldi-esque

aria swimming from my

lips to your ear's

den.

Wandering sensations explore every

crevice or chasm or 

bloodened path

but nothing is felt as my toes

search for the ardor.

Amity resigns? To the

recesses of your palms?

Go. Let the sweat

drip

off the frigid body until it's

left what's left

of my feet.

Reviews

[Rocans]

Resplendent. I like your contrast/similies at the end there. I also like your use of pauses in this piece the commas you used were expertly place giving the poem its structural mellifluence. Good write