His words are the yarns
That weave my dreams
His words are the winds
That carry me on their wings
His words are the light
That reaches out to hold my hand
His words are the pearls
That I thread to make a lucky charm
His words are the melody
That thrums in my veins
His words are the spells
That evenings cast on the sky
His words are the clouds
That rain life on my dry earth
His words are the gears
That make the machine in me work
His words are the code
That activates my system
His words are the kisses
That warms my heart to the core
His words are the strings
That make the harp of my life
Through highs and lows
Through happy and sad
Through company and loneliness
Through the warmth and the cold
On good days and in bad
On days or nights or evenings or dawns
His words have been my companion
That make every night a bliss

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