Your Beautiful Soul
Sometimes
my heart
beats a little faster
as if it's connected to your voice
though I've not heard you speak
like nimble fingers,
your words pull my strings
lifting my heart,
my imagination dances
or sometimes
you inflate my thoughts
fancy free
rainbow balloons
take flight
your voice
tender whispers
like the wind
floats a feather
your heart
it's master
sometimes
without knowing
the master of your voice
even tames the storm
deep inside me
your voice
the mirror
of your beautiful soul
Copyright 11/9/00
January Grey
All rights reserved
pour la voix de votre âme
