There are certain melodious chords that shout your name to me.
They whisper sweet serenading songs in my ear.
They remind me time and time again of your beauty.
They lull me into a peace that's so hauntingly sincere.
There's a kind of music in the words they speak.
A kind of sway that brings me to giddy bliss.
And, when I keep them, play them over and over,
It seems like nothing's ever amiss.
These chords flow from your tongue
Into every statement, every sound.
They give me clarity; assurance.
Bring me back to solid ground.
