Your voice is a precious melody upon my heart. An unforgettable sound. The song upon your lips ignites a slow burning flame within. Your words reverberate upon the walls of my heart. Beating with the fervency and precision of fingers dancing across endless roads of ivory keys. A symphony of the ages. How could a sound have such a sweet scent? The aroma fills the heavens and I am overwhelmed by it. You know not what you mean to me. Your love, your beauty, your song is all consuming.
Turath D’hont 