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"Heart Beat"

Pounding of a dull drum.
Flapping of a bird's wings.
The ticking of a clock.
The beat of a meteronome.
That's what his heart sounds like.
When it's whispering in my ears.
Echoing inside of my soul.
It makes my heart beat in time with his.
Like an ancient language that only hearts know.
His whispers a question.
And mine says the answer.
And together they remind us that we are alive.
His heart beat, followed by mine.
This is first love in it's prime.


- v.b.
Written by Page_Writer (Mad Girl)
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