Her Voice

Her voice so mesmerizing,
It leaves me paralyzed,
Every word she speaks,
Makes my heart skip a beat.

Her breathy whispers in my ear,
Makes my body shiver and fear,
But also makes me crave so much,
For her touch, her kiss, her clutch.

The way she talks with so much passion,
Makes me forget what’s in fashion,
All I can think of is her beauty,
As she talks, my mind goes on a duty.

I can’t get enough of her voice,
It’s like an addicting noise,
That keeps me coming back for more,
Until I’m lost in her sensual lore.

Oh, her voice is such a drug,
It makes me feel like a thug,
Wishing to fulfill her every desire,
Feeing the flames of a sensual fire.

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