Poetry.

On the mountaintop I'll scream

From the valley I'll declare

There are none like you in all the land

In my heart you lay me bare

No other sang so beautifully

No one else can captivate

With no one else would I like to dance

My soul is yours more each day

Deep calls to deep

In the roar of your falls

Your breakers and waves

Flow over me

The sun, the moon, the stars they shine

But your love for me is all I see

Psalm 45:1

"My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite verses for the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer."

Short but sweet. :-)

Love and peace,

Amelia