His name hangs on her lip.
The thought of him lerks in her mind,
And without him
All the world seems dim.
No light is better than his face.
No sound is lovlier than his heart.
No love is more rewarding than his.
I love this part of your poem
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His name hangs on her lip. The thought of him lerks in her mind, And without him All the world seems dim. No light is better than his face. No sound is lovlier than his heart. No love is more rewarding than his. I love this part of your poem