Your Voice

The sound of your voice
Ignites a spark which fuels
The flame of my eternal love for you

When you first spoke to me
I felt so very much in your voice
And something inside of me knew

That someday your voice
Would speak to me with
Love and passion too

I can remember the first time
You uttered the words: I love you
How fast my heart was beating

How the world around me disappeared
And all that was left were your words echoing
Your promises of devotion repeating

So soft, so sweet, so loving
Your voice pleading with me to love you too
But a day would come when for your love I was competing�

It took as I recall all of a second
For me to fall completely and hopelessly for you
It was so many things of course you see

But there�s always been something about your
Voice that made my knees quiver
And all of my common sense flee

I remember when we began to fight
Oh how I hated those times
When your voice became so angry

It hurt so much to hear that tone
In your voice� but somehow it never
Tainted my view of your voice

And then one day you went away
I missed you so much
It wasn�t fair� it wasn�t my choice

But you needed to go away
God if you�d just come back to me I�d think
How much my heart would rejoice

To never hear I love you
Or I miss you or I need you
To never even hear you say hey

To pick up the phone and know it�d never be you
To hear a knock on my door but know it wouldn�t be you
To always be wishing of my yesterday

Then it happened just out of the blue
I picked up the phone and heard that
Voice saying: just called to say hey

Idle chitchat with you and endless chatter
Was how it all started again, but there was something
In your voice that gave me hope

Someday you�d speak to me with passion and love
Before I was hanging onto you by a thread
But today it seemed I had found a rope

Then one day all my saved up wishes came true
Those that I had made on those days where
All I did was sit around and mope

You said those words: I still love you and
My heart skipped a few beats
And that�s no lie

And although for now I hear your voice
Mostly on my phone and there are days
When I just can�t understand why

I just keep hoping for that day in the
Future where I get to hear your voice
Every single day, minus the word goodbye

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This poem is original and copyright of Samantha Nowatske.
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