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VICTIM
That voice...all woodsmoke and whiskey
Sexy, warm, husky...
tinged with a hint of a continued
need to clear the throat
My mental image changes constantly
You...like me are private
But, oh so intimate
The sound alone quickens
things dark and deep
inside
You stir feelings
long though lost
That voice is gone now...
silenced to my ears
As you have moved on
to your next...
VICTIM
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
As Ever, Annie
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