A heavenly sound approaches
Your graceful voice I hear
Like the plucking strings of a harp
Harmony echoes in my ear
She casts her glow around me
Whispering sweet nothings
Serenity is her favorite chord
Her being is my everything
A constant sparkle to her eye
Everlasting bliss in her smile
She could put you to sleep in seconds
And wake you with the energy to run a mile
I spent hours listening to her whispers
Never fulfilled with the beauty bestowed
My thirst could never quite be quenched
And lucky for me, her voice would flow.