Love To Hear

As much, I do like to read, beautiful poetry Even more so, to hear it read to me That voice with sweet nectar With excitement, thrill, and adventure With closed eyes, and relaxed posture Feeling like a cactus in dry desert, receiving As if an endless shower of rain, with the light Of a wood stove, the sound of the wind blow Breeze filled poetry, came alive all over me So on continued that sweet voice, listening I'm grinning Yet make I not a noise, oh the sound of a Rhyme scheme, the words dance around me Like it's a melody, and when it's all over, like A child's bed time story, I say start over I love to hear...