Your voice warms

It charms,

Never alarms.

Your voice touches me.

How can this be?

It sets me free.

In the still of the eve

I am relieved

To have this reprieve.

Just to glimpse your smile

And after awhile

It will all be worthwhile.

Your voice tells me

How nice it could be.

Simply lovely.

Jamacian rhapsody.

12/10/2008

Author's Note: hmmmm.... indeed.....

Posted on 12/10/2008
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