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Thought
The sound of your voice is answered,
I hear your voice, and I have answered,
Though your lips have not spoken,
Only your mind playing me your fantasies;
I Pick up the phone and hear your voice in the other end,
Well before your ring is heard;
Walking into somewhere, just in time that someone needed you,
Though word was never given for a commencement of rescue
I can often enough now hear,
The question in your head, actions brought forth from only thought
And hearing, Darlin’ I answer all,
Never knowing you did not utter a word into solid space
But you came and found me in lucid states of varying wake,
Brought in, in a hidden door and special sacred place,
I hear your voice now, strongest above,
I share not your dreams, though feeling and knowing what you have seen
Who else knows the secret of your horizon, who can tell you of your being,
If not me,
I feel you now strongest above all flesh and dimensions
I hear your voice, and I have answered,
Though your lips have not spoken,
Only your mind playing me your fantasies;
I Pick up the phone and hear your voice in the other end,
Well before your ring is heard;
Walking into somewhere, just in time that someone needed you,
Though word was never given for a commencement of rescue
I can often enough now hear,
The question in your head, actions brought forth from only thought
And hearing, Darlin’ I answer all,
Never knowing you did not utter a word into solid space
But you came and found me in lucid states of varying wake,
Brought in, in a hidden door and special sacred place,
I hear your voice now, strongest above,
I share not your dreams, though feeling and knowing what you have seen
Who else knows the secret of your horizon, who can tell you of your being,
If not me,
I feel you now strongest above all flesh and dimensions
Published 9th Jun 2015
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