the chords meshed,
the warm tone filled the empty room,
the harmony was perfect,
and i got the chills.
When I find love
It will probably sound more like
The shrill upper register of the clarinet
The "flub-flub" sound of a trombone when they're filled with spit
The fluttering of my heart sounds like piano keys being struck gently in succession to the chords of the sweetest music I've ever gotten lost in, percussion at its finest;
The singing of the melodious violins, two making perfect harmony amongst each other's beautiful notes, my soprano ranges with your tenors; we make our own orchestra;
A rhythmic, seductive spanish guitar ensemble, together we have the allure of any tango, we salsa away to the deep vibrations of the sound that matches our love;
All of the most passionate things the ear can hear, we are music to my soul, and our instrumental transcendence keeps playing on repeat.