Like your voice,
It's hearing my name being called by a person,
With a tone that rings of familiarity and moments,
Haunting, yet filled with nostalgia all the same,
Your voice beckons for me.
Like your voice,
Untouchable hearts may be left unheard,
But once a graze becomes a sight,
The need for more becomes great.
Your voice beckons for me.
Like your voice,
Smiles made of the finest chocolate mean,
The strongest lies linger beneath.
Only the bitter aftertaste are left behind in the fires.
Your voice beckons for me.
Like your voice,
There is a p***k of a parasite,
That draws me out with a numbing touch.
It tangles me like the living rose and thorns,
Your voice beckons for me.
Like your voice,
There is a way I can deny the question,
Asking me if I have fallen in love with you.
The first look, the taste of chocolate, and the thorns of red roses.
Are like your voice - beckoning for me with love.
 Ukeire · Fri Jul 22, 2011 @ 09:15am · 0 Comments |
