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A Voice

Their voice dances down my spine,
A soft whisper that draws me in closer with each crushed velvet word.

It brings a smile to my lips and soothes the ragged edges after a days jagged cuts.

Draws a sigh of longing from my soul and wraps me in a sweet embrace.

It’s edges curl around my mind, creating a need for more…a never ending stream of sound that invades my body, mind, and soul.

It makes me sit and stare, the sounds of others muffled in comparison.

It’s a sound I’ll never tire of. One I’d rather hear a hundred times over a million others.

Each time I do, I find another reason to love it’s speaker and the way their voice traces patterns on my heart.

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Creative writer and amateur photographer.

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