Her voice fills my soul
with melodic harmony
Every tone, pitch, ebb and flow
A surreal tranquility
The soft, mesmerizing allure of her eyes,
Beaconing me to rest my heart there
A haven where no evils lies
The touch of her hand
Upon my head
Soothes any pain
I've ever felt
It all falls into place
In her stead
No more angst,
The uncertainty does melt
Without trying
Not an effort gained
She completes me
Without trying
This undying bliss
my heart is forever stained
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 9:09 AM UTC
Her voice fills my soul
with melodic harmony
Every tone, pitch, ebb and flow
A surreal tranquility
The soft, mesmerizing allure of her eyes,
Beaconing me to rest my heart there
A haven where no evils lies
The touch of her hand
Upon my head
Soothes any pain
I've ever felt
It all falls into place
In her stead
No more angst,
The uncertainty does melt
Without trying
Not an effort gained
She completes me
Without trying
This undying bliss
my heart is forever stained
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