Maestro

I hear your words as they sink into my mind
And feel their power as they slither down my spine
Sending tingles radiating to every spot, that your
Voice tells me that you want me hot

I can feel the other that takes over me, and she
Responds readily and oh so vocally
I can’t reign in this creature that you bring out
And she delights in your control have no doubt

We twist and we shiver as you say our name
As she and I are one and the same
Two halves of a whole, which you actually
Have both under your control

To hear your voice has become the drug that
My mind craves to be able to give up
Control held oh so tight that your voice
Is the only thing that calms the fight

Between the two inside my mind
Our desires you wish to be combined
Until there is no discernible difference in that
Very fine line, where I am me but of two minds

Keep up with your end of the part
Played out under your word art
Oh weaver of images and narrator of dreams
Twist me up until you hear me scream