The Sound of Your Love

Some will say that love is an emotion, a feeling, maybe a thought, or something you could taste.
But for me, I believe that love is a sound, a note, nothing to ever waste.
It rings clearly in my ears, and hums along with my heart.
The music your love creates is breathtaking, it’s like a sacred art.

The tune is bold yet smooth; I hear it when you breathe.
The harmony comes from your hands, skillfully strumming a riff on your guitar.
A gentle caress, the even tone of it all, comes from the way you look at me and say, “baby, tell me what’s wrong.”
The loud, obnoxious beat that I go weak to rolls up from your laugh. An incredible sound, ringing out deafening from your chest.
The noise of the way I love the way you look in red is classical and jazzy, it truly is the best.
Your honesty, the elements of trust, they’re quiet, nearly silent, but you know I love them most.

Each and every thing about you emits some sort of sound, each and every thing you do has its own note to which it’s bound.
These sounds and notes are strung together, they create the basic song, then while your heart beats a melody, mine sings, unending and strong.