I want to drown in your voice.
I want this voice
of yours to be the last that I hear.
I want your voice to be
the reason that the child
comes into the world
breathing unlike it's mother
when she arrived --
I wanted that voice
to be able to cradle them,
to sound unshackled, something
to feel safe in,
I want that voice to be something
that they never want to see angered.
I want that voice of yours
to hear it even you're not there.
I want you to send me voice memos,
I want to drown in your voice.
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