Monday, 24 October 2011

His Voice

I hear his voice,
Slow and reassuring it is almost musical
Despite occasionally bordering on whimsical
I could listen to him forever...

The tinge of intrigue that fills it so,
The hint of amusement he likes me to know,
The extreme annoyance his voice often shows,
The surge of surprise to which it sometimes bows,
I could listen to him forever...

His voice is a song in my heart,
There would be no end,
For there was no start,
I know I have been listening to him forever.

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