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Thursday, July 5, 2012

Thoughts swift, sweet like a kiss...



Closed my mind to hear your voice,
The rich baritone, fluid and sharp.
Digging through the veins; carving crisp,
Your thoughts swift, sweet like a kiss.

Danced towards the soul wrenching song,
Forbidden thoughts bounced along,
Swirled through the crimson sea,
Restrained, yet wishing to flee.

Hundreds of voices, I started to hear
Pulled back to reality by brutal swears
Tried grasping to that faint trace
Of your voice spiralling away…..

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