It's not,
The words spoken,
But the rhythm, of your voice,
Like an unfolding symphony.

In my mind so deep,
It ignites,
A flame, within my heart,
Forever to keep.

The satin likeness, of your voice,
Like an ocean, of cream,
Gently flowing through my soul,
As lovers hypnotized,
Dancing in a dream.

Heavenly is your voice,
On a cool evening,
As we reach, the stars,
With your warmth, next to mine,
We search, for each other's hearts.

Your voice, is what I long, to hear,
When moments pass,
And for me, you're not near,
This glorious love, we'll share for years.

You whisper, "I love you",
As your soft, gentle hands caress,
My love seeking soul,
With every, sensuous touch,
True love, feverishly unfolds.

By William Bonilla

" The want is in the voice"