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Voice of Octave Love
I was sixteen when I fell in love with her soaring skyward voice Smitten by the sight of melting ice cream dripping down her hand, the hand that held the cone As she smiled, wearing her denim overalls Had a perfectly shaped Afro, this beautiful sonorous soul Minnie Riperton ... she had the voice of an angel She had rare God-given ability; she could raise her voice one octave at a time, higher and higher ... so sublime Stepping up the musical ladder to the stars she would climb Vocalese ... soul satisfying release Birds of paradise flocked to hear her voice; as lovers swooned in the sultry moonlight on summer nights, serenaded by her sensuous invite Listening to the voice of octave love Minnie Riperton ... we all were Lovin' You as her beautiful voice took us to the Edge of a Dream But she departed years ago, so we sit Alone in Brewster Bay treasuring the Simple Things Hearing her breathtaking voice sparks in me the inner flame, as her songs take me down Memory Lane Over forty years later, I emerged out of my personal wilderness ... guided on many a nights by the heavenly stars up above, and by the voice of her pure octave love
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