Your voice is the best music
I've ever heard
I could listen for hours
And not hear a word
Your eyes are like streams
Flowing back to their source
They show me how far
I've strayed from my course
Your face is the sky
Open and free
It tells me a story
Of what was and could be
Your mind is a desert
I'd wander for years
Content to survive
On your smiles and tears
Your body is the soil
That keeps me alive
Blessed and beloved
Within you I lie
Chris Bradshaw
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gratitude-17/
