Her Voice

A voice calls out to me,

Across the vast expanse of time and reality,

Soothing, almost melodic,

It enchants me,

Captivates me,

My heart trips upon every spoken word,

Yet my head wrestles valiantly,

Common sense its weapon,

Pulling me from the unseen temptation,

And yet,

Love knows no limit to its own folly,

Returning time and time again,

To her voice that calls to me.

Copyright: authorchrisbrown 


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