FashionSqueaks

Conjure me with words whispered words that mellifluously twist and turn twist and turn their way through my ears and caress my mind what little is left of it with those  laced endeavors I grow eerie with admiration as your words inject themselves into my head my mind swimming in your sorcery spoil me with your words as I infinitely crave them waiting for what's next waiting for words to clumsily fall from your lips before they meet mine and with this sweet embrace I must honestly confess everything is said and everything is heard though we have not spoken at all