Exploration

I don’t know what I feel, but
I feel,
A scratch on my back, or a buzzing saw,
A bear’s hot breath, his chasing claw,
My rattling brain shouting ping and a pong,
Vibration of sound from a Spanish song,
A deep kiss.
I don’t know what I feel, but
I feel.
A clap, then a smooth handed slap, a
Red painted finger, a sharp pointed tap,
A push then a shove from up above, the
Doe skin touch of a new leather glove,
Your love.
I don’t know what I feel, but
I feel.