Your Voice To My Ears
Woken up by a huge cock in 5 AM,
Wait Madam, don’t take this as a cablegram,
I’m talking about a chicken clear up your thoughts.
You take me to a waterfall,
Just where I am.
Like the singing birds in the morning
Your voice…
It’s like music to my ears.
Rythmn and blues,
Out of punk and folk rock,
It rocks.
When you vibrate to my soul
Speaking in Andante and Cadenza,
swimming deeply into my soul,
switching on all the buttons on my body,
Like a lullaby, it feels.
Giving me relief as grandpa,
Like I am in spa for a massage.
Resting under my skin,I feel it
Hiding closer to my veins.
Your voice…
Your voice to my ears,
It’s like opera in solo,
And Playing karaoke of my favorite song.
Your voice to my ears
It’s calming,
Like breeze of trees in an island
Closely as I listen,
It feels like I’m floating,
Like a magician played a levitation trick at me.
your voice…
your voice…
your voice to my ears it’s medication
I need no doctor for cure.
Yes, I’m clean I got no infection
Nor any body complications,
Course your voice to my ears,
Its therapy.
The force it exerts towards me,
Strong enough to take charge of my thoughts.
Making me an excellent artist,
In my own head, drawing all perfect portraits
Getting me sit with my legs hanged up the wall
Your voice…
Your voice to my ears,
It’s the sweetest.
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