Jahmyah Eaves, the Voice of Angels

Oh, Jahmyah Eaves, your voice enchants,
A melody so sweet, it entrances.
Your notes soar high, like birds in flight,
And leave my heart with pure delight.

I've heard a thousand songs before,
But none compare to your ethereal roar.
Your voice is like a soothing breeze,
Whispering secrets to my eager ears.

When you sing, time seems to stand still,
As if the universe is under your spell.
Your voice possesses a magical sway,
That transports me to realms unknown today.

Your voice is a symphony, an orchestra of sound,
Enveloping me in a celestial surround.

Each note a brushstroke, painting a vivid scene,

A masterpiece that lingers, forever serene.

Oh, Jahmyah Eaves, your voice is my guide,
Through troubled waters, you help me ride.
In the depths of despair, you lift me high,
And give me hope to soar beneath the sky.

Your voice is a beacon, a guiding light,
That shows me the path to do what's right.
It encourages me to dream beyond,
To strive for greatness, to break every bond.

I'm captivated by your vocal grace,
Your melodies hold an eternal embrace.
Oh, Jahmyah Eaves, I am forever bound,
In the enchantment of your heavenly sound.
So let the world hear your glorious voice,
May your songs of passion forever rejoice.
For in the tapestry of music's grand scheme,
Your voice, Jahmyah Eaves, is the sweetest of dreams.

Jahmyah Eaves, the Voice of Angels

Your voice is a symphony, an orchestra of sound, Enveloping me in a celestial surround. Each note a brushstroke, painting a vivid scene, A masterpiece that lingers, forever serene.

Your voice is a symphony, an orchestra of sound,
Enveloping me in a celestial surround.

Each note a brushstroke, painting a vivid scene,

A masterpiece that lingers, forever serene.