Love sounds like a bird flapping its wings as it takes flight into the morning air. You can hear the flutter as the air passes over the feathers. It tweets a melody into the blue sky for the world to hear.
Love sounds like a gentle rain on a tin roof in the middle of the night. You can hear the pattern of the droplets through the rumble of thunder. It tings and pings for the world to hear.
Love sounds like a circus of laughing clowns and elephants marching into the Big Tent as the sun sets in the west. You can hear the announcer introduce each act and routine with his booming rhythmic voice. It excitedly cheers and roars in amazement for the world to hear.
Love sounds like a flower bud opening for the first time with dewdrops on its yellow petals. You can hear the bee buzzing in the open field. It sings quietly, a song of grace and understanding for the world to hear.
Love sounds like an orchestra playing its showpiece to a full house of willing listeners. You can hear the timpani’s warmth and the cello’s rich tone flow over the red crushed velvet seats. It shouts and whispers its glorious story for the world to hear.
Love sounds like the hand of God touching your face in the moonlight. You can hear the beating of his heart on your cool skin. It ever so quietly taps life into your being for the world to hear.
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