The Serpentine's Symphony

Sweet white serpentine
Send me vibes from your latest muse
Let me hold with the lack of hands, another soul
Held captive inside my cold, vivid physique
Let me become her mockingbird
With the dexterity to swoon with sound
I crave your language like the finest wine
Intangible, yet colored rouge
It bleeds possibilities through my spine
And I project whatever she desires
With the push of a button
Let my passion flow into yours
My admirer, my caretaker
My friend.....