i hate being tickled
there's something so repulsive about the motion of fingers
committing a disturbance all over my body
that it sends me into a whirlpool of agonizing stress
so why is it that the sound of your voice
and the familiarity of your grin
tickles me in a way that is so unutterable
that all of my senses seem to disappear
whenever you are in my presence
i hate being tickled
but i love the feeling of your voice
vibrating against my chest
in the same way
a pendulum moves rhythmically
back and forth
i hate being tickled
but i adore the way your tender hands
twist and bind all over my body
making us as one similar to a pretzel
maybe,
i don't hate being tickled so much