"Symphony of Love"
134 Words
It starts with the woodwinds; Butterflies here, awkward smiles there, sneaking glances, day dreaming
Slowly, the woodwinds crescendo, being joined by the strings; the first date, the lingering good byes, the way she is always on your mind
A subtle inclusion of percussion; her heartbeat pressed against your chest, the passionate rhythm of carnal lust, the beating of two hearts as one.
The baritones weave a story of compassion; the diamond, the tears, the anticipation. The maestros look deep into each others eyes.
The orchestra is in full effect; church bells, the pitter patter of little feet, the house for a home. The brass plays the sweet sounds of marriage.
And the harmony resonates. Some faulters, misplayed notes drowned out by the reverberation of true love. No end. No capriccioso. Love’s eternal
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