Her voice... Oh Her voice...
In choosing God made an excellent choice
Our conversation was like a song
The lyrics were written and recorded
In my heart for future release anytime
I needed a stress reliever
There were no 'complicated melodies'
Here, as everything was on 'key'
And we stayed on one accord
Her tone touched my innermost
Deeper than I ever imagined
Or could fathom
I could listen to her all day
And dream about it too
I hear you sweetie...
Keep talking.
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