Vox

I fell in love with a voice,
Carried by the wind.
Intoxicated by a scent,
That drifted by a breeze.
Gifted with the rarest sight
Of truest beauty, pure.

I fell in love with a voice,
A voice of sweetest song.
She taught the violins to speak,
Inspired envy from the flute.
A vox of saintly melody,
Raining down from heaven.

The breezy words she whispers,
In the distance, travels on.
She'll flow amongst those windy trades,
And grace the earth and sea.
Alas for me, her airy spirit,
Ill matched for my earthbound form