“So please, sing me another song.
Let me get lost in you.”
It was the way your voice varied on the wind. That mysterious timbre, sounding like it came from more than one person, singing in some strange harmony. It reminded me of wolves howling in the night and I felt a shiver travel down my spine. But it wasn’t from fear. It felt as though something deep within me awakened. And whatever part of me that was alive at last understood on some cellular level that your voice was the most beautiful thing is ever heard. I knew then. I’d never want to hear anything but the songs you could sing to me.
© Sarah Doughty
So please,
sing me another song.
Let me get lost
in you.
Sarah Doughty 
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The voice of the one who sings to you must be very sweet at the same time powerful to have such an impact on your emotions.
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I loved the mystery factor you added in there. Beautiful!
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That’s quite a ballad you have heard him singing for you 👍
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Nice…
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