she sways her head when she sings
and it is lovely.
her hair falls a little to the side
like curtains opening to my show,
and her eyes dances with the song,
so endearing, so fulfilling.
and from her  lips, the words let out
the melody forgiving
is music to my ears. 
i am entranced, transfixed, bewitched
as love would have me. 
and the world is once again alright.
i know not what she is singing
but it is good to hear.
there is nothing unnoticed
by a heart so starved with details.
there is no beauty far greater
than what i behold 
when you sing.
So sing for me, love
And sway your head a little bit more
as we stare at each other's eyes...