Can you hear me?

You speak of her voice with admiration clear, But what of mine, does it not reach your ear? You say you like the way she articulates, Leaving me wondering if my voice dissipates.

In the symphony of words, her melody sings, Captivating your attention with the way she strings. But what about the whispers that I weave, Do they not stir something, make you believe?

Does my voice not carry the same weight, As hers, that you hold in such high state? Or do my words fall silent, lost in the din, While hers, like a sonnet, draw you in?

I wonder if you hear the passion in my tone, Or if it's only her voice that you've known. You say you like the way she speaks, it's true, But what about me, do I not speak to you?

Let not her words drown out mine, For in them, too, there's a story to define. So listen closely, let my voice be heard, And in its cadence, find a love unblurred.

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