your soft voice
i listen on and on
a warm river, you
with the eyes i stare into
nerves a spring
edging each with fingers
i wonder who you are
with that voice like a river
and yet we are silent
only your
voice
to my ear
this quiet snow fall
on and on
a warm river, you
with the eyes i stare into
nerves a spring
edging each with fingers
i wonder who you are
with that voice like a river
and yet we are silent
only your
voice
to my ear
this quiet snow fall
on and on
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