Shivers to the bone.

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.