Monday, February 28, 2022

O Mellifluous Voice


O mellifluous voice

Thoughts as mist eddying around my being

Diaphanous musings do I feel

Full.

Vituperative!

But a prescient warning!

An aberration of myself,

And you, O voice,

Nestled down inside my breast

Tucked away,

Warm and content

My heart knows no greater pleasure

Than to be one with you,

O Angel,

O Voice,

O Peace be mine

Heard in a reiterative beat.

I am one with you

My prescience 

Of your irascible presence.

  

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