audience participation

 
you're the silent type 
...an observer 
speaking only when it matters 
and I've gotta tell you...
your style of articulation is the perfect lubrication 
providing the sweetest glide 
into my highly sensitized cortex 
sweeping me into a sensual vortex 
and I ache 
...to discover the true depth of your keen poetic penetration 
as you claim space 
...inch by inch...
until the sensation leaves me weak 
and slickened walls begin to squeeze 
you've got me rising on each verb 
sinking with each noun 
your rhythm moving me 
inside out & upside down 
keep it up...
igniting every zone 
(a few I hadn't even known) 
but don't worry...
...I know you...
how your tempo keeps you rolling 
living wholly in the moment 
I get it 
it's cool 
that's the way I move too 
so hit me with the fiery side of your tongue 
stimulate my lusty cerebellum 
take your time 
we've got all night 
with your finesse & well deserved confidence 
(let's not forget my eagerness) 
I'm in for one helluva ride 
I want to experience every minute 
bend me to your will 
pound every point home 
don't ease up 
until the last syllable uttered 
leaves me limp 
and bonelessly satisfied




Sometimes the poet(ess) moves you into their seduction chamber with their quill & you're left gasping from the experience...
Pulling her out of the archives & letting her breathe sunlight again...