Voice

Voice

Sharp and Sarcastic

Your witticisms own me,

Depthless eyes staring though me,

A sharp tongue drips with irony

Words echo though me,

Sounds to put silk to shame

Whisper promises of more the same,

Syllables drip like tongues of fire

Resonance that awakens a need, a desire,

Cultured tones like embers burning

Awaken a deeper yearning

To Lust