How I Love Your Voice Poem by Wilfred Mellers

How I Love Your Voice

How I love to hear you speak and call my name.
The way your lips, tongue, and mouth form letters and words. Those sensual overtones utter sweet sounds that resonate in my ears.How I love to hear you speak

Your articulation brings forth joy and laughter to my soul.
Your words are like music set to a melody sung by angels.
It is like the birds summoning me to paradise.
Your subtle amplitude drives me at every utterance.

I beg you to continue speaking to me, for I have never heard a sweeter tone. Your audible vibrations are like a musical instrument playing lullabies to my soul.
Your voice reminds me of being a child being rocked to sleep. Please speak to me in those warm tones of elegance only you possess.

How I love to hear your voice in all its magnitude.
It comforts me on my lonely days of inner reflection.
It brings me hope for a better day. When I hear you regulate the tones, I am in a trance.

I am captivated by every sentence you speak.
I listen to your words, intently at their rhythm.
It warms me on a cold day and cools me off in the heat.
How I love to hear you speak to me.

I would give it all away to hear your words
Such satisfying sounds swing me back and forth in a dizzy dance. I lose my footing every time you speak.
It is not just your words but the beauty within that captivates me.

I save all your messages to hear plaid over and over again.
They are melodious songs that bring forth the light of a new day. They are as enchanting as you are in life.
No words spoken could explain the grace and charm of your voice.

Each time you speak, I have died a thousand times.
With each word, I am sent heaven-bound.
Your voice takes me to places only imagined in dreams.
Paradise once lost is found in your voice.

Let it be known that there is no one else like you.
I am compelled to a higher ground.
Your expressions are like the wind in my sails that sets me free. I cannot place any other above you.

Your voice is all I ever need to hear in life.
Your ability to speak brings shivers up and down my spine.
It has the greatest influence on my body.
If I should ever fall and be stricken deaf, your voice would remain reverberating in my heart. It would be the last sound I would want to hear. Your name would be the last sound spoken from my lips.