I felt the words you spoke to me,

Like a refreshing summer rain.

For they washed away, like arid dust,

So much hurt, and so much pain.

Carresing my skin with worded touch,

Your conversation soothed, my aching soul.

Like a healing balm, it fixed my breaks,

And repaired new, what was less than whole.

With such simple, heartfelt dialogue,

You spoke volumes to, my tattered heart.

By your gentle tones and whispered love,

I knew you, were my one missing part.

And every time you hold me so close,

Expressing to me, more of your devotion,

I feel those words, like warming breath,

I feel your every single, loving emotion.