When It All Started (Spoken Word Poetry)

 

 

Your words…

Each luscious syllable,
Tasting of mandarin,
Citrus, exotic sweetness,
Tangerine brilliance,
Filling my eyes.

Each phrase,
Tawny hues of brandy,
Coating, smoothing, singeing,
Liquor’s legs lingering,
Creeping rivulets,
My throat begging for more.

Each sentence,
Scent of plumeria,
Tropical eroticism,
Commanding sensuality,
Expecting capitulation,
Coconut oil,
My body flooded,
Conceding.

You…

Beautiful,
Captivating,
Evocative…

Unrelenting woman.

I’m lost in you.

Never,
Never,
Let the world find me.

With your words…

Your sensual words,

That’s when it all started.

That’s when I started loving you.

© 2019 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

77 thoughts on “When It All Started (Spoken Word Poetry)

  1. a wonderful burst of flavour and taste, i say this because words have that effect on me, when read they simmer under the skin, and i soak in their beauty, this poem is vibrant, so exotic like a tender blossom in a hot house releasing a gentle steady fragrance line by line. a new favoutite now!!

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    1. Thank you Dorothy!! So glad that you liked it!

      I’m taking a little break from writing original content to improve my spoken word efforts. Thank you for your patience and enduring interest!

      Hope you have a warm and wonderful Saturday night!

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  2. Your voice is beautiful. Soothing and healing. You helped me a LOT last night. I kept thinking of your vouce, so soothing, and it helped. Thankyou from the bottom of my heart xx

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