Friday, March 6, 2015

His voice

I love him like this
Voice, gravelly and low
He belts out music
The only time he's fully confident
He looks away from the road
Our eyes lock and he smirks
His expression full of innuendo
When he says the line
"in her bedroom"
My heart races
And I can't help but smile
Back at him
His voice brings something out
Something deep inside me
I could listen to him
Sing for the rest of my life
And I'm elated I get
The opportunity to do just that.