Your Voice
Whenever I am low and feeling down,
A welcome call from you relieves my frown,
Your voice so gentle washes over me
Like the healing warmth of a soothing sea.
An enchanted captive of gossamer bonds
I float in dreams inspired by those sweet sounds.
My sadness melts,the world is all aglow,
The magic of your words doth make it so.
Harsh cares dissolve and fantasies abound
When your soft entrancing tones me surround.
What delights and dreams I visualise
When I hear your warm voice and close my eyes!
And then the time of our talk fades away
I blink ,forced into the harsh light of day
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2008
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