| Author | Message | ||
| M
Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 3490 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Complexity of Taste Steve Williams Slip a sliver of dark chocolate onto tongue, do not chew. We push morsels against our cavity roofs, suck the sugar melt. The bitter need trickles back, remembers the cocoa bean, aroma of exotic coffee. Saliva gathers on the tongue, asks for more. Piquancy spreads above my teeth, wafts into my throat, up the back of smell — cloying compulsion. She reclines over a chocolate mound, ribs rise with her spine. Pour Shiraz into the black of her. I savor mouthfuls of chocolate, transude the wine into a pool, submerge her navel, mingle the harvest of skin, sting, sugar and surprise — tiny hairs tickle the tip of my tongue. Beneath her, the confection melts, mixes, ferments into rhythm oil — primitive pounding of Delta Blues. We are found crying names of unknown spirits, thrashing in vibrations from a string base: cross legged figures in a white room, eyes closed — meditating. |
