I hear your voice through miles and time,
Sitting in my room and walking for a while.
I feel your pain, I understand your fear,
If you just whisper, I may be can it hear.
Without any word, without any sound,
I hear your thoughts by truly loving heart.
We drew apart and live so different lives,
But even though, I hear your voice through miles.
And now you’re here, looking in my eyes,
As I pretended so many lonely nights,
I took your hand and slightly smiled,
You smiled me back and held me tight.
I hear you
© Copyright: Арина Александровна Луцкая, 2013
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