Daily poem project day 9 “A story”

His voice is like that of a god. Not that strong masculine, tall, dark and handsome, muscular body frame we seem to envision. No his voice is calm. He has a voice where you believe everything he speaks as if it’s the gospel. But this isn’t about religion. This is a story about a writer. Who makes love to consonants and vowels. Pronouncing each word precisely. He put himself out there looking for companion just like myself. But neither one of us are mentally stable to be each other’s better half. So we spend late nights writing stories. About people and about each other secretly. Yes secretly. Because there’s no way we can express this love we have and take the chances of having a broken heart. The miles between us two are too far apart. But we travel to each other daily. Bringing comfort, joy, laughter, searching for a happily ever after. ~ J.A.A.G

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