The Sound Of Your Voice Poem by Linda Barnes

The Sound Of Your Voice



I still remember
First time I heard
A laughter that echoed
Under the dim lit roof

I glanced my surroundings
In search of that sound
Hearty, but funny
That peaked my interest

Once you spoke
I focused on your voice
Aware it was sensual,
Deep and robust

Controlled, yet commanding
Heard by those listening
Way in the corner,
There you stood

Women held captive
Hanging on every word
Increasingly I became
Annoyed by your flirt

Now, years later
I wish I'd never heard
A Romeo in the making, or
The Sound Of Your Voice

Friday, March 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
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