ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU USED TO TELL ME,
I STILL HEAR YOUR VOICE AND SEE YOUR FACE FOR YOU ARE REAL AND NOT IMAGINARY,
WOULDN’T TAKE MY HAND AT FIRST CAUTIOUS YOU WERE VERY,
MANY MEN TRIED YOUR LOVE AND TO KEEP YOU THEY WOULD ASK YOU TO MARRY,
MARY, MAREE, MARIE,
I CAN UNDERSTAND WHY THEY FEEL, FELT, WANTED, NEEDED – WHAT THEY SAW, AND SEE,
ALL THE THINGS A MAN NEEDS HIS WIFE TO ULTIMATELY BE,
I STILL HEAR YOUR VOICE AND SEE YOUR SKIN INTERNAL AND EXTERNALLY,
I WONDER IF OVER TIME IT HAS CLEARED OR IF YOU DID WHAT WAS NECESSARY FOR IT TO BE,
I REMEMBER YOUR EYES AS THEY STARED CURIOUSLY,
TO GIVE YOURSELF FULLY WAS SOMETHING YOU DID ULTIMATELY,
I STILL HEAR YOUR VOICE – IT IS SO PRETTY,
I LOVED TO HEAR YOU SING, YOU SANG SO BEAUTIFULLY,
I THANK YOU FOR ALL THE THINGS YOU TAUGHT ME,
JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW I BELIEVE,
YOU ARE THE MOST INCREDIBLE WOMAN – WITH SOME FLAWS POSSIBLY,
YET AND STILL MANY HANDS DOWN WILL, HAVE, AND ALREADY AGREE,
YOU ALREADY KNOW WITHOUT ME SAYING I MISS YOU – IT IS SHOWN SO OBVIOUSLY,
YOUR SCENT IS A CONTAMINANT TO ME FOR WHEN I SMELL IT I NEED YOU RELENTLESSLY,
I STILL HEAR YOUR VOICE……YOUR VOICE SETTING ME FREE,
WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT AND ALL YOUR LOVE I HEAR YOU AND AM LISTENING REASSURINGLY,
I STILL HEAR YOUR VOICE CALLING OUT MY NAME INSATIABLY.
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Very pretty poem