My poem (a line inspired by Eamon Grennan)

The Voice
http://www.loc.gov/poetry/180/054.html
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She sings alone in front of the lot of us-(inspired by Eamon Grennan)
Such a power and confidence exudes from her voice.
Wonders of beauty flows through the room,
as her soothing voice flutters in the air.
Love at first sight burst in the air,
as a man in awe is hypnotized by her voice.
The chorus commences and all are enthralled.
Climax is reached in the last verse of the song.
Like a bungee jump into a cliff,
people grasp for breathe.
Thrilling and breath-taking,
the song soon comes to an end.
She satisfies the audience in the end,
with a long powerful note.
Smooth and captivating, the voice resounds.
The song ends, tears of joy burst in the atmosphere.
Gorgeous voice exposed, people astounded.