Poem -

Your voice

Harmonious to thee

30/11/2021
Your voice
 

I can't believe we r both still up at the twighlight hour.

The time of night I miss you most.

All of us in our prior.

You and I are like a harmonious song,

You know,

The melodic ones we both sang at in the choir.

There's something you didn't know about me.

But I was and am tone deaf.

Truly,

As I'm no liar.

I'd have listened to your sweet and wistful,

Whimsical tones,

Even if just sung around an open fire.

Your voice already takes my stomach in flight,

Butterflies taking me higher.

Like a high wind type,

Whizzing and whirring, sports kite flyer.

Just the sound of your sweet and caressing voice,

Makes me smile and fireworks inside,

No matter if the situation is dire.

Your voice would save me from sinking deep,

Into any type of quagmire.

Any muddle,

Mishap or mess.

With your voice in my mind,

No matter the situation,

I'd get out of any kind of mire.

A voice like yours,

So pleasant on the ear.

To me,

Is one I both adore and souly admire!

I have a question my love?

Would you sing in our very own wedding attire?

As I love you so much,

And of your voice,

I'll never tire!

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX

 

 

 

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