your soft voice
trickles over me
like rain, like alive
life curtsied before me
a beauty in ****
soft dark skin
over the wires leaping--
dizzies me
I long for you to come to me
in heels, swift, as poppie
petals in the wind--
you are my rain, impertinently covering me
and I don't mind, chirp over vibrations
whirl me in your soft voice
and it's late at night but I like it, you know
how sweet,
your voice is
for Sarah that keeps bugging me to use this ugly site