Your voice vibrates
somewhere deep inside me
like the sound of wild surf on a beach
or a standing bass being played by a master.
When you speak to me
I hear drums and chanting.
A need grows in my heart
to strip off my clothes
and run into battle
in nothing but my painted skin.
Just the deep sound of your moan
as you wildly kiss me
and slide your erection
into my wet and pulsing sheath
makes my heart swell
with songs of distant galaxies.
Come, my beloved,
let your voice sing to me.
Fill my entire being
with thoughts of crystal caves
and druids chanting.
Let me worship your body
and feel you sing your pleasure.
