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Oct 2016
A voice was a gift
Placed into the Human Physiology
For one being to express one's self to another.
Song, speeches, and scripts acted.... ohh the lift!
Up into a new rush.
Better than drugs, liquors, and...."hush."
I'd hate to ruin a great feeling.
To hear your voice
I am like "marry poppins" and her Uncle.
When laughter strikes us as we laugh glued to our ceilings.
"Ohh....to find you. Just to be near you.
"Peter pan" believes
"I, more than fairy tales"
True belief. I flew through skies of color.
At just one thought of being with "that one....no more than us two!"
Truth is spoken here.
If you chose not to hear, how can you truly understand?
A true heart that beats.
More than a moment of a sensual "druglike rush"
This lone man does test waters, holds back, and remembers how he stands.
Tall, proud, and here for the one.
If she would take the chance and choose to deeply
"Believe."
That I am unlike "all the rest."
As you can fly like me and "tinker bell "
And good old "young and our true pal Peter Pan"
Flying upon angel's wings
"Just say those words to the response to a question of a loving man"
Words speak.
Louder than actions.
Just at the end of the sound of your voice...
I'll fly to you, in true heart, as fast as I truly can.
Kevin Michael Kappler
Written by
Kevin Michael Kappler  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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