I feel a shiver down to the bone
each time your name is spoken
lust... sweat... along with pleasure and pain
all rolled into one little name...
your name...
your voice...
as it slithers through the air
from your silver tongued throat
searching for me... its prey
wrapping with pure wild intent
sneaking with snake eyes
to pierce untouched flesh
squeeze your way through my essence
with the shadows of my name
whispered in the whistle of the wind
send sweet shivers down to the bone
just from the sound of your voice or the feel of your name.