My heart sings. Its melody so sweet the angels stop their chorus to hear. a never-ending song of love.
My heart soars. Higher than the eagles, far beyond the clouds and heavens, lifted up, and held high by love.
My heart burns. Hotter than any kiln, with flames that will never die, fueled by the passion of love.
My heart rejoices in its sweet song as it soars above all else, ablaze with the fire of love.
Copyright December 24, 1997
Paul Allen Rice