When You Sing to Me

I want to write a song so I can sing to you

Through my voice you'll feel my soul

Like I do when you sing to me

I want to skim the surface of your skin

Sweet and softly so you can feel like fresh cotton

Or warm water is gracing you with warmth

The warmth my body feels when you glance at me

I want to hold your instrument tight

So you can feel what I feel when your lyrics

Embrace my body

And enrapture my spirits with your delightful

Captivating spoken word and song

With that tongue which will entice

Just with a little spice

Twirl around and lick up and down

you will just dominate my being

And with that one song

You impregnate my womb with orgasmic emotions

You move me

I want to move you too

Can you feel me

As I hold my hand above your closed eyes

Can you feel the warmth I portray through these open fingers

Grasping the aura of your soul

Trying to get inside your bubble of being

And have you feel me

Through the air

Close your eyes

Feel me reaching

I am grazing the 2 inches of space between my hand and your face

Your space is being invaded by my presence

And I love it

Can you feel it yet?

It's only my hand

Going over your face

Down your neck

To your shoulder

To your chest

Across your breast

Down the midline

Toward your naval

Down a little more

It rises

The temperature rises

And he rises

And his eyes open

And he feels like it was all just a dream

That's how good it will feel

But guess what?

This is real.

That, was real.

Your mind's capability to disturb reality

Is so unpleasant sometimes

But kiss me

Put your lips against mine and unwind

Tilt a little and twirl together inside

Flow like the motion through these emotions

Taking flight so much as to want to plight your troth

Indescribable feelings

So deep yet right there on the surface

Felt

Feel

The slight spring of my finger across those strings

To bring your soul to where I am being

Brought to the place you bring me

When you sing to me.