Your Voice

The texture, tone, the timber of your voice
your open heart that gives me every choice
and we build this dream together, you and I
for I see within your eyes

my dreams come true

We are matrix, the archetypal form
of paradise reborn
within each cell, each particle of being
sound released, vibrations freeing

mystic magic, elemental
steam of vas, alchemical
for words of love are spoken from the heart
and the power of love imparts

the light of each creation's dawn
the gentleness in eyes of fawn
the joy within the hummingbird
for eagles soar within your words

We are instruments some great hand plays
vibrations stream in interplay
one unto another as we merge
and oh, the greatest surge

in love and peace and understanding
of excitement now demanding
movement, and we follow even still
hand in hand, through valleys, over hills

pathfinders in these realms still unexplored
while now becomes forevermore…

? Michaelette ?

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