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The Melody Of Love Love plays different melodies.. Music to which lovers respond.. Instrumental, is the harp, the flute, and the drum. Listen with your ears, for your heart may skip a beat . Listen with your eyes,eyes will always see. Hear with your whole being, the melody of love. The Drum will beat out warnings.. As the harp beckons to you,.."come"!! The flute will calm a distressed soul... But only the melody of unity can strike that blessed chord. Unity and passion can fulfill the empty soul. While the melody of love unheard, is sad. Opened ears will make songs glad.... When we move our feet together, our hearts will dance in unison If we hear love’s melody with unguarded hearts - To the love we shall sub-come. We contemplate the music of loves sweet refrain. Together we make music of melodious adoration, As our creator's love has no limitations. You whistle the same bars and measures. As I lay and calmly hum. We be tuned as one- We become as a symphony, to which our heartstrings strum. Copyright © 2015 Vicki Acquah
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Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 10:39 AM UTC
The Melody Of Love
The Melody Of Love Love plays different melodies.. Music to which lovers respond.. Instrumental, is the harp, the flute, and the drum. Listen with your ears, for your heart may skip a beat . Listen with your eyes,eyes will always see. Hear with your whole being, the melody of love. The Drum will beat out warnings.. As the harp beckons to you,.."come"!! The flute will calm a distressed soul... But only the melody of unity can strike that blessed chord. Unity and passion can fulfill the empty soul. While the melody of love unheard, is sad. Opened ears will make songs glad.... When we move our feet together, our hearts will dance in unison If we hear love’s melody with unguarded hearts - To the love we shall sub-come. We contemplate the music of loves sweet refrain. Together we make music of melodious adoration, As our creator's love has no limitations. You whistle the same bars and measures. As I lay and calmly hum. We be tuned as one- We become as a symphony, to which our heartstrings strum. Copyright © 2015 Vicki Acquah
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AllrounQueen
Ohio
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 10:39 AM UTC
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