Your Voice Poem by Samuel Chung

You come up behind me
like insomnia.
I need to hear your voice,
that voice.

that voice which rings,
which haunts.
I need to hear it,
or I grieve for all thats lost.
Companion and Friend
thats just faced its end.
That Voice.

That Voice which flows
O'er me.
Smooth as silk and cool
as water.
I am in a state of shock,
and I need to hear that voice.
to calm and lead me
...out of my solitude.

That voice,
your voice.
Once more
please
at least once more
thats all I ask of you.