Sing softly to me/ make my ears tingle with the anticipation/ let me hear the smooth velvet of your voice/ and let my heart fill with the sounds. Your voice is like an addiction to me/ wanting it/ needing it/ craving to have you inside me. Where no one has been before/ filling me up until I'm overflowing/ but only with you/ you and your voice.
YOU ARE READING
Sticks and Stones
PoetrySticks and Stones May Break My Bones, but Words Hurt Me Too
