I am drawn to him in the way I don't understand. I don't need to see him. His voice only gives me goosebumps. And now I can handle the pain. It's his voice in my head Reminding me of how long I've handled it, that haunts me. My heart hears nothing but audible gold from his mouth. So now I know that I don't need much from my life. Just need to hear his voice; sometimes.
A Fragment of happiness in my life.
Not a very good poet, just tried to write something about his voice.