By Kaye Cunningham
Date: 27 November 1997

A Voice

A Voice (for S.A.) 

              A Voice, reaching across distance and mile,
              touching my spirit, making me smile,
              when longings inside my heart could not be denied,
              when words soared my soul and made me cry.....

              When a sunset glistening of pinks and blues,
              spoken words, lingering passions of you,
              touched me in ways that had remained hidden,
              you shared your love so sweetly given.....

              A whispering Voice so soft and low,
              sending my mind to places not know,
              and passions not felt before you were heard,
              your kisses, your hands, your loving words.

              A Voice, closer still, of loving so gentle,
              of sweet conversation, such laughter , so simple...
              of wonders, and sorrows, and blissful content....
              the mystery together, were our souls sent?

              A Voice, I tell him, that mellows my pain,
              that makes it all worth it to hear him again,
              for the moments he captures me into that Voice,
              for the times I can smile, laugh and rejoice.....

              A Voice across distance and mile,
              touching my spirit, making me smile,
              where pain disappears, replaced by his tone,
              holding me closely, no longer alone.