She's not silver-tongued,
she's golden-tongued.
She knows just what to say,
to soothe me,
to excitement me.
She takes me to her
own little world
with the things she tells me.
I could survive on her word,
inhale them to feel alive
& I do feel alive.
If she only knew the
effect her mouth had me,
she'd be a true believer in love,
'cause I'd show her
in my own special way.