Your voice is my favorite sound.
Every day, I listen effortlessly.
Every single word.
From early morning
Every late night.
I am in constant bliss.
The most beautiful sound coming from your lips.
From the most private of conversations
To the silliest of things.
Your voice puts me at ease
No matter what kind of day I've had
Laying on the couch not a thing to do.
Summer time vibes
Outside all times of the night like I don't
have to go to work in the morning.
Your voice a perfect nostalgia
Of how I wish I'd met you sooner.
I am counting down the seconds until I see you again

Breaths come in and out
Our open mouths -
But this time you gasp
And grasp
For the words to speak instead
As they form inside your head.

At first the bell rattled,
Then it died.
Combed four lines –
The verse spread.

What's a half verse?
Neither you nor me.
In four folded newspaper –
In half.

Traditions are not respected.
Avant-garde.
On energy drinks wondering.
Long live cynicism.

The old believers overlooked,
Hightech's here.
Digitized watercolors,
Take the check.

You walk past me though you do not see me
You walk past me though you do not hear me
You stand by me without notice
I am here
I am there
All I want to know is that you care
I could vanish tomorrow
and this would be the end
Ignorance, and love shed
A pain so deep that it’s numb
Beyond control
Out of control
Me, you, them
To hold and to share ones thoughts can be the most important part in life to help to be open to feel free
Love is precious
Life is precious
You are precious  

                           By Skye

How lucky you love languages,
I speak a few too.
My favorite one you’re fluent in?
I’ll give you a clue.

A sweet speak in tongues,
I never tire to hear.
Words drip not in honey,
but your taste for it is clear.

⁃ Say It Again