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The Beat of Our Hearts
Sleepily she rests her head on my chest
As I caress her face along her jawline
She’s listening to the beat of our hearts
In pure rhythmic syncopation and time
Thus, it’s in those reassuring quiet moments
When we know our souls were meant to be
Words go unspoken as our minds are open
And the connection goes beyond all ecstasy
As I caress her face along her jawline
She’s listening to the beat of our hearts
In pure rhythmic syncopation and time
Thus, it’s in those reassuring quiet moments
When we know our souls were meant to be
Words go unspoken as our minds are open
And the connection goes beyond all ecstasy
Published 30th Sep 2022
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