Ode to my lost voice

I feel like i have lost my voice , an extension of my body has gone missing , a part of my soul slighted A haven that afforded me the comfort of introspection has been replaced by a cruel emptyness.The days where i took refuge in the comfort of the reassuring blue blood flowing through its veins onto the paper egged on by my thoughts,transforming something visceral into words on paper which could be read and reread. How i wish i could hold you in my hands yet again,how i wish i had my companion on my flights of fantasy back where he belongs close to my heart, secure in our understanding of the world and of each other.