BB Grey–musings

“Love is not only something you feel, it is something you do.”
— David Wilkerson

Can you hear our song, my love,
The music born of you and me?
I am the chords, the steady pulse,
The rhythm deep, the harmony.
You are the melody, so sweet,
A voice that dances through the air,
A tender tune that lifts my soul,
A sound I’d follow anywhere.

Without you, there’s no song to play,
No beauty in the silence found.
The chords I strum hang incomplete,
A hollow, aching, lonely sound.
But when your melody entwines,
Our notes align, our hearts take flight,
A symphony of two made one,
A love that sings through day and night.

I wait for you, my beating heart,
The beat that keeps this life alive.
Your choice, your voice, the spark I need,
The melody that helps me thrive.
Each rise, each fall, your gentle tones,
They weave through every chord I bring,
A dance of sound, a perfect blend,
Together, love, we rise and sing.

Forever bound, our music flows,
Through storms and calm, through joy and strife.
You lead with grace, I follow true,
The song we craft—our shared life.
No discord dares to break our tune,
For you’re the song I’ll always hear,
My melody, my muse, my all,
With you, my love, the sound is clear.

Can you hear our song, my dear?
It echoes softly, strong and free.
Your voice, my chords, a timeless pair,
Two souls in perfect harmony.