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
Enjoyable. Try my version if you 've the time Cheers1 Calling Wind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is so peaceful. Thank You