“The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
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Never was a gentle and quiet word
spoken but so clearly heard
Innocent as the new day
echoing across a souls pain
Whispering she is vulnerable
that was the angelic guise so
Eloquently draped with a voice
surrendering I had no choice
Her tender call seducing me
in a moment she had all I’d be
It made me feel amazingly alive
She the moon and I the tide
Even now in this dreary day
Tenderly I can hear her say
Darling, Darling
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