Deep Voice
the smooth undertone
of a transparent sound drew me in
i was memorized
by the highs and lows of her vibrato
she was a song bird
that carried the allure of Hennessy
but sang of bourbon
she breathed in deep, sultry air
but glistening honey flowed from her lips
she was a bar owner’s daydream
gone up in smoke
and the substance of Billy Holiday’s bitter notes
racing in the marsh of indigo hues
she is a simmering pink elephant
telling a cruel reality
to a spiritually stagnate room
patrons come here to hear the lively blues
a brink house,
dipped in turquoise colored silk
held the attention of a rowdy bunch
they ate kidney stones for breakfast
and serpent tails for lunch
ready and reeling to hear the melody
of her deep voice
Thank you for reading! Much Love, Esha ❤
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