A Voice of Angels
poem by:
Matt Erxleben
Written
on Mar 15, 2012
A voice of a thousand angles does sing Whenever a word passes from your lips And lifted upon the sound's golden wings Through melancholy sorrow my heart dips. For a lover had I, long long before A beauty of such it drives one insane And on her heavenly voice I did soar But the memories are all that remain. So for now allow the angels to sing For the wonderment surpasses my pain The spell of your words has become my king Until the day I have my love again. A pretty voice an attraction might start But the real hold is one on my heart.
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Julia Prisaznuk commented:
that's very pretty :) people should know how much of a talent you have
Matt Erxleben
commented:
People do know.... you and Bella :P
Julia Prisaznuk
commented:
thats not enough
Trevor Cartwright
commented:
I like your rhyming scheme on this one. Your adjectives are good too. The general mood is melancholic...but in a romantic way. I dig!
Christopher Russon
commented:
Lovely poem Matt.
