Poetic License: April 2002 Online Poetry Journal

If only
by Ritika Aggarwal

Goodnight
by Tara Knapp

Whereabouts
by Shayla Price

Addicted
by Claire

Your Voice, Your Song
by Amy M. Olstead

Farewell to the Queen
by James Reuben Hunyar

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Your Voice, Your Song
by Amy M. Olstead

My Voice is like a nightengale
You told me Yesterday.
Your Voice is my bright sun,
Smiling from the sacred heavens.

My Song is like a docile horse,
Always predictable.
Your Song is a pale moon,
Elusive and mysterious.

My Voice is no more than sweet air,
Evanescent to me.
Your Voice is a soft breeze
That always lingers in my ear.

My Song met yours day after day,
Intrigued and still intrigued.
Your Song has moved My Heart
So that I can only remain.

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