His Voice Poem by Aminath Neena

His Voice



His voice
that of gold lace
echoes, Yes! echoes
like a silky wave
ruffling her ears
telling wonderful tales
and she keeps staring
with opiate eyes
visibly
intoxicated
Oh! if only he knew
the ripples he
could maneuver
in her core
with just a simple
touch of his
voice!

Oblivious
to the semantics
Yet aware, so aware
Of every pitch and pit
Of rhythmic mix
Is she
Of those delightful fruit
brewed
with his sweet breath
rising and falling
from the twin buds
Oh! If only he knew
the tantalizing hunger
he could create
in her whole being
with just a simple
touch of his
voice!

Bewitched is she
to such a degree
that she
is afraid, so afraid
to breathe,
lest he may stop
the sweet flow
of hollow conversation
Oh! If only he knew
the lingering desire
he could conceive
in her heart
with just a simple
touch of his
voice!

Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 01 April 2015

A lovely poem, Aminath. Thank you sharing it here.

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Aminath Neena Haneef 12 November 2016

Thank you so much for the comment.

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