Dedicated to Iridescent_Words who gave me the idea
I heard a mumble,
Then a grumble,
And the pitch was low,
Yet it seemed to flow.
Words were said,
That confused my head.
His throat was rough,
And his voice was gruff.
His lips were pink,
And I couldn't think.
Nothing made sense,
The air seemed to tense.
It was a voice that vibrated,
And I felt elated.
It shook me to my core,
But I will always want to hear more.
