My heart stays grounded — with you there.
Each cloud I pass, each dawn I chase,
Still holds the warmth of your embrace.
But none can match your eyes’ soft light.
I’ll speak your name in every hall,
Promote your words, give love my all.
I’ll guard it true, my love to send.
Your book — our bond — a tender art,
Each word a whisper from your heart.
I’ll feel your voice — it sounds the same.
Though oceans stretch between our skies,
I’ll hear your love through whispered sighs.
No distance dims the love I choose.
For in each word, in every noise,
I fly to hear your voice.