Photo Challenge #445 – miles away

I hear your soothed breath and voice

I feel safe for you are my choice

You are there like a fairy tale

With your raspy voice miles away

A sudden flush, you made my day

Your voice sounds like a nightingale

Exciting tale that we spill

Hope it’s not a bluff for our thrill

Or torn from yellowing pages

Of an old magazine or book

Wish you’re here by hook or by crook

And we’re living through the ages

We’re in stages with love and hope

So we can cope our own pages*

*A Jeffreys Sonnet

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