Hearing her voice
When I hear her voice, music to my soul
Sweet lyrical tones echoing throughout the day
Giving purpose, resolve, overwhelming love.
Time no longer presses hard, minutes swiftly lost
But each minute precious, memories enshrined.
Life enhanced with her voice, lovingly cherished
Echoing soft like pealing church bells on Sunday morn.
Never thought nor understood such love could be
Until she came storming my heart to be enthroned
Giving wondrous heights of happiness and passion
With desire to be united soulmates until we die,
Sharing, encouraging, supporting, and ever faithful.
She is the very best of me, beat of my heart
Reason for each joyous breath I take to live.
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