An Unseen Singer - Poem by D.L. Aceves
She was much more than a voice to me,
Yet her face I never had the chance to see,
And so a sweet sounding melody
Is all that remains of her inside of me,
And only while drifting through some dream
Does a wishful vision of her come to be,
This fool's version of reality—
A beauty seen—only through the song she sings.
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