Sunday, December 24, 2017

Your voice hits me
like a warm summer breeze.
I feel your fingers
running through my hair.
And tiny spark fly
down my spine.

Your voice envelops me
like a hot bath.
My head is swimming
through the softness of your words.
Time will bend
and stand still
as I make your phrases last forever.

Your voice dances
in my ears like candlelight
in this dark room.
My thoughts are wax
against your flame.

The world spins
a little faster
as I try to reach
through the days until
your lips
are touching mine.

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