Your voice is the lyrics

Your smile is the melody

The tempo is when you speak in logical specifics

The strings are your fidelity

Your passion is the rhythm and best

The kind that makes you want to move your feet

Your embrace in a symphony,

When the orchestra plays most freely

Your snores are the tremble and bass

Which brings me peace in my fearful nocturnal headspace

Your compassion is the guitar

Which leaves thr crowds mouth ajar

Your laughter is the piano

Which ranges from alto to soprano

Your kiss is a beautiful crescendo,

That plays with the tempo

You are the soundtrack of my life

In peace or in strife

So play it once again for me,

And my heart will be your devotee