He sang a song
And his voice
Poured syrup down my spine
Sweet words
That had meaning
But didn't need to rhyme
Gentle
And roughness go hand in hand
His reply was heartfelt
And so sublime
He rocked my world and
I was captive of his
His steadying hand
Soft raging lips
Poured love
Deep in the soul of me
Never ever
Will he set my spirit free
For I am shackled
To the man who had the voice
I love him so......
I have no choice