Sweetest Symphony

I hear that tender melody, whispering softly into my ears
Gentle hands pluck each strand, the harp sings to me with its pleasant voice
Sweet as honey, yet so surreal, I grasp onto this angelic chord.
A symphony worthy of divinity, a lullaby to soothe the gods
Even a rose picked from Eden could not take me from this charming song
Angel hands embrace me, placing me carefully on my bed of humming petals
Subtle words of adoration caress my skin, easing my stress to sleep
My eyes cloud over into enchantment, relishing this harmonic nirvana
The harp ends my song of heaven, and places a kiss upon my cheek...

“The sun has set my dearest one, it’s time to say goodbye.
“Fear not of the distance that lays ahead, for my heart still sings your lullaby.”