Heart Thump

My heart expands, reaching further, as if to chase you, grasping for your tender presence, even though 
you have not gone from me

. 
You are resting under me, I listen to the steady thump 
beating deep. 
I see an ox in yellow light, plow a field
. You, in all your strength, 
I shatter against
, and you, in all mine, wilt like a flower.
We sink into an undying, silent communication
. 
I rest on you, my own hearth, scorching away every fault, 
until I am more myself
, until I am something better, 
shaped by your 
approving forgiveness and blissful admiration. 
Tell me, am I not perfect because of you? 
Is it not in your eyes what I behold? 
Have you not made me to fall in love again, every day. 


Because you love me, I want for nothing. 

My perfect life- a gift, not I, 
more him, 
corralling perfection into being by a choice, 
a piece of magic, 
a creation of knowledge and acceptance because hope never dies, 
and love is a creature in itself.


Your heartbeat is still the same, steady, regular as a horse trot, unlike mine, fluttering and beating irregularly,
warm as the sun, solar flares and all. 
I see a quiet cottage, 
I see the forests and night sky. 
I see a poor man and his happiness raises the dead. 
Scarcely can I breath, 
for wanting to give you anything- 

a hot meal, a cup of water, a pillow to rest your head.
There is no invisible heart, just a beating one, under my ear, 
and I feel just how much it pumps through my soul. 

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