The Voice

I seek solace in
The Voice
As it crescendoes into
Glorious being

The soothing baritone of
The Voice
Stays in my head all day
And touches something deep within

I do not hear anything, just
The Voice
As it enchants my very being
Drawing into its web of emotion

Only I can hear
The Voice
And the raspiness and lisps of its perfection

I cannot live without
The Voice
For it has taken over my life

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