THE VOICE OF RAIN

Last night I called you on my way home from work and your voice was the voice of love, the voice of sweet melody, the kind of voice that calms you like rain dripping onto the roof--thump, thump, thump--so relaxing you just want to stay where you are and imagine everything great in the world.

I only have to imagine you.

You're the greatest thing in my world.

Love forever and always, Michael