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Her Voice


Into hemispheres
Of

The senses,
In sultry harmonic

Like
The finest music,

Awakening
Sensual centres:

Hidden
Like

The secret
Of

Mystique
Made

Of

Timbres
&
Tones

Interwoven into zones
Of unknowns -

Where mist is dismissed
From

Thrones in the midst
Of standing

Stones…

Her voice.
Written by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
Published
Author's Note
Just thinking about how certain voices
can captivate me...

Like... Speak to my soul.

Like magic.

How there are different forms of "voice",
exhibited in each being.

Stuff like that I suppose.

Which can be quite fascinating.
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