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Dom Hunt

Rookie - 13 Points (17/04/1966 / geelong)

hear your voice


To hear your voice 
To hear the  song
Memories of summer days
Warm summer nights 
Never seemed too long
Words that caressed my soul
Words that floated gently
Rest  inside of me
To hear your voice
To hear the  song
Floating  autumn leaves
Color that you bring
Dancing images 
Resting on the ground 
Memories gather there
Nestled in the familiar
To hear your voice 
To hear the song
Winters chills displaced
Embers of you burn 
Flaring in passion
Lightness of you 
Dark days are bright 
Wrapped in whispers
To hear your voice 
To hear the song
Spring the season of hope
Reminds me of you
New life bursting
Rushing to become all
Soft, beautiful 
Offering more than I deserve 
To hear your voice again
To hear the song

Submitted: Sunday, July 29, 2012
Edited: Monday, February 24, 2014

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