A Voice As Sweet As Honey In the still of the night moonlight shimmers and dances on a tranquil sea. I hear a voice as sweet as honey, an Angels voice. "Come sit with me and enjoy the pink Moon." So I take a little time. Watching the changing color of the waves silently break upon the shore. We sit together in reverie and I hear in the deepest part of myself. It's not your fault, not my fault, that we love. James Encinas
