She Was Closer To My Own Self And Farther Then A Star Poem by Tony Kavuoti

Her Voice sang

Her voice caressed

Her Voice enchanted

Her Voice haunted


Her Voice soothed

her voice seduced

Voice made me feel closer than close and farther than far


She was closer to my own self

And farther then a star

Voice is tender and lovely

lovely and profile


Voice always rises

It lifts you up even if it puts you down


When she lifts you up, you fly so high


Eagle soars, it is its passion of the Heights, flying through the Heights that never dies