Phyllis your sweet voice is like the magical strains
of a violin gently stroked by the master's bow.
The wonderful words you speak are as a mermaid's
lyrical song to my ears.
Your quiet whisper is like the gentle spring breeze
teasing the grass,and is a delicate sound upon my ear.
Your pleasant voice is like the soft fluttering of an
angel's wings bringing wonderful delight,and causing me
to writhe in the utmost pleasure when you sweetly
call out my name.
Donavon Scott Vinson
