Tuesday, November 17, 2009

B is for Possible (were it all)

me performing "were it all possible" at the first annual Erotic Art Week earlier this year
and here it is now while i work on my audio commentary



My sweat wants to sex you
Were that at all possible.
Tiny drops of me sinks beneath the surface of your skin.
And you would feel me
And you would feel me moving
And that would’ve been good.
Were that all possible.

My heart wants to sex you
Were that at all possible.
Beats match a rhythm; faster, faster when we’re together
Slower when we’re apart
This drum wants to come inside and lead
You in a new dance
One throbbing beat at a time
Were that at all possible.

My tongue wants to sex you
Were that at all possible
Oh! The burden of speech!
Come, let me put my words in your mouth
Let’s construct new language
This-tongue-on-your-back… what does it say?
This-tongue-on-your-neck… what does it say?
This-tongue-between-your-breasts… what does it say?
But more than that… what can you tell me?

These nostrils want to sex you
Were that at all possible
This gateway is laid open
Stimulated
By the scent of you
Mind altering drugs penetrate and swim up
To greet my thoughts
So…
Let me find a way, to use what God gave me
To pull all the drug from you
Woman,
My nostrils want to sex you
Were that at all possible.

I keep no part private
Let me feed on you as you have always wanted to be consumed
Let me turn on you
For you have turned me on
Let me break in and steal your consciousness
As you have undoubtedly stolen mine
Leaving me here
Babbling
Just wanting to sex you
Were that at all possible

© Tracy j H – May 30:2009


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