Heartbeat
Your pulse is my sonata,
It’s perfect music on a sheet,
Your music sings to my whole life,
A musical heartbeat,
Sometimes it’s a lone concerto,
Sometimes a gothic choir,
But every time it pulls me in,
And ignites all my desire,
Your mark, your stamp, your signature,
The autograph of your heart,
Your heartbeat is my seductive drug,
It tells me where to park,
And that is beside you, here and now,
It’s here I’d love to stay,
With your symphony of a heartbeat,
Every single day.
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