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The magic of your voice,
Irretrievably touches my soul,
Lifts our passion to zeniths untold.
The magic of your voice,
When I hear on the phone,
Fills my searing eyes with tears,
Drives away all my agony and fears;
Whatever the cruel distance,
However excruciating the absence,
The magic of your voice,
When I hear on the phone,
Brings a smile of hope on my face,
In my life,fullness and solace;
The magic of your voice,
When I hear on the phone,
Irretrievably touches my soul,
Lifts our passion to zeniths untold.
Anita Bacha
Prattling of raindrops on the roof,
Rivaling beats of drums aloof,
Senseless stares in an empty space,
Trying hard to read your face,
No regret,no remorse,no shame,
For you it was just a game;
Breathless when I say goodbye,
Hiding from you my hurt,my cry,
She has come back, I cannot stay,
Love triangles are doomed anyway;
Babbling of voices in my head,
Competing with singings of the dead,
I hold my heart, I have to let you go,
Broken,I have nothing left save my ego.
Anita Bacha
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Your voice is an eternal song,
Your voice lulls me to sleep,
Your voice calls me to dream,
Your voice brings tears to my eyes,
Your voice makes me smile,
Your voice seduces my mind,
Your voice unleashes my needs,
Your voice arouses my passion,
Your voice fills up my senses,
Your voice touches my soul,
Your voice is all I heed.
Anita Bacha
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My sweet beloved
Dance with me
On this melody of love 💕
My sweet beloved,
Your lover dances,
Whirls and swirls,
On heavenly music;
Intoxicated with agony,
Your lover spins,
Twirls and swirls,
Longing for your lips;
My sweet beloved,
Dance with me
On this melody of love,
As I am in you,
You are in me,
You are the essence of the essence.
Anita Bacha
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