Speak.

Your words should drip like honey,

I should feel the stickiness on my spine.

Your words should make me shiver,

make my toes curl with delight.

Your words should cut me,

make my stomach twist and churn.

Your words should be more powerful,

then the force of many winds.

Your words should change the world,

with each stroke of your tongue

against your solemn lips.

One syllable at a time.