My Story Sings of You

My songs are a tapestry, with your name I weave,

With you, my youth, I shall live a vibrant life to breathe.

The worlds of distractions--just a whiff of wind,

My heart, a temple, for ease, to me, is divine.

Your name, a hum, a sweet serenade, indeed,

A smile, my reward, when your voice I meet.

The morning sun paints the garb of you'd face,

Your smile, a garland, adorns this space.

Without you, moments, a broken chain.

With you, my life, sweet harmonious rain.

This heart beats only for your gentle sway,

Your anger, a dagger, piercing through the day.

The ocean of love, we'll cross together, dear,

Your pain, I'll embrace, and banish every fear.

Your every insult, a fire in my soul,

My happiness, a gift, to make you whole.

When you are near, heaven descends to earth,

This is my prayer, a love of timeless worth.

My dreams, in colors of your embrace,

With you, my fate, a sweet, joyful embrace.

My songs, a tapestry, your name I weave,

With you, my youth, a vibrant life I'll live.

Without you, prayers, a whisper lost in air,

Without your name, my life, a lonely despair.