• Thursday, January 07th, 2010
Artist: Christine Comyn
And He Hears…
He hears her voice in vibrant tones
The colorful lilt of a perfect sunset
And he hears…
He feels a smile grow deep within
From the soothing rhythm of her words
And he hears…
They talk of little things – inconsequential really
No matter … it is the essence of her voice he wants
And he hears…
She talks of scribbling hearts and stars on paper
She says she wonders why … but, she knows
And he hears…
She sprinkles carefree giggles – here and there
They resonate throughout his body – his desire
And he hears…
Her voice reminds him of strawberries
As he enjoys the sweet taste of her words
And he hears…
It is her voice that plays on his mind
As she wordlessly captures his soul
And he hears…
Michael
I like the layout of this piece.The repeat of the line “and he hears”
makes this a touching, powerful, romantic piece.
Marcia – thank you … that line repeated in my head as I created the words – keeping a rhythm like a heartbeat – as the words wash over you … Mike.
Beautiful…did I read this already?…seems like it…anyway, enjoyed again perhaps…=)