The Voice Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

'Her voice is like
a delicate song
so sweet and deep
like morning spring
that it awakens
the life in me
and blends
with my soul
in perfect harmony

her soft whispers
echoes tenderly
in my knowing heart
like trees that knew
it's leaves will fall
and where winds
will glide it through
and bring beauty
to early sunshine

her smile has wings
that carries me
across the skies
it's not the things
that makes me happy
but the way she looks
and smiles at me
that will stay with me
until eternity.'