His voice is one of the most beautiful sounds that’s ever reached my ears.

It flows gently and easy, like silk through my fingers,

or cool water down a tranquil stream.

He has sung me to sleep countless times with relaxing ballads,

and strengthened me to get up in the morning.

Each word he sings,

flows off his tongue with such elegance,

that it sends me to euphoria,

and overwhelming joy and happiness radiate off my aura. 

His uplifting beats and inspirational lyrics

take me to a place nonexistent to others.

The feeling it gives me cannot be compared.

His beauty cannot be described.

I don’t really know him, though.

I’ve only heard his voice through my headphones,

seen his flawless figure through a digital screen,

and stared into his doe-like eyes through the pixels

that separate us.

I wish so desperately to meet him.

Most don’t have a clue

what wonders he has worked for me.

His passion is my happiness,

his existence is my muse.

The love I feel for him is inconceivable

to those who don’t understand it.

I wish him nothing but joy, love, and peace

through this own adventures in life.

I hope he never forgets how important he is,

and how much I appreciate him.