Heart Wit Claim

I'm boring through your ventricles I'm being terribly invasive My quiet warm breath Keeping measure and pace To such meticulous work Fills your four chambers You don't feel one thing You feel everything So close, so intimate My eyelids flutter against your tricuspid valve My whole body is fluttering now Because now With my lips brushing against your aortic rigatoni I am swimming inside your deepest being Your heavy pumping heat My legs now dangling out of your pulmonary noodle I've become miniscule in this glorious museum That keeps you alive Forgive my exit now, my darling, This time in your heart has changed me You are the force which wobbles this reckoning world This I realize Miraculously sliding up Your superior vena cava *Matthew Caliri