Voice

Good lord, woman.

Do you even know how easy you have it?

Do you know that your voice, just hearing your voice, no matter what it is you're saying…

(except it does matter, god it does, I want to hear everything you have to say, always…)

Sends shivers down my spine while I'm crawling up the walls?

Oh, you have me. You have me wrapped up tight, tighter than that skirt that drives me absolutely wild.

I am yours to do with as you please.

Putty, in your hands.

Just talk to me babe, tell me all about your day.

And I'll stay up for you, love, all night.