Hytham
Your voice is a tender melody,
Singing my soul to rest
But my heart resounds the more,
Pleading to leave my chest
To twine with yours;
Complete,
For all eternity
To live,
And to die with you;
All in ecstasy
May my kiss be a poultice,
To your every hurt and pain
May our sorrows become one,
And together; slowly wan
May the distance between us fade,
And I become your wife
May our love grow and flourish;
Giving birth to new life
As surely as God gave Adam, Eve,
This love we share was meant to be.
Singing my soul to rest
But my heart resounds the more,
Pleading to leave my chest
To twine with yours;
Complete,
For all eternity
To live,
And to die with you;
All in ecstasy
May my kiss be a poultice,
To your every hurt and pain
May our sorrows become one,
And together; slowly wan
May the distance between us fade,
And I become your wife
May our love grow and flourish;
Giving birth to new life
As surely as God gave Adam, Eve,
This love we share was meant to be.