I rest here, not meditating, lost in thought
With thoughts not as disciplined as they ought
To be, pondering on the depth, the warmth,
The extraordinary fascination that is your heart.
I turn it over from every angle in my mind,
Breathe in and close my eyes, until I find
That I can sense it there before me, beating
Loud and pure in my ear, my defences defeating
Rapid-fire beat, loud and strong
Each pulse of sound, sure and long.
Unlike my own too-rapid beat
Which stems from Vulcan heat.
Yours is slow and steady, in my ear,
Casting aside all doubt, all fear.
My nostrils flare as I sense you are near
And I feel the heart beat that is so dear.
And suddenly, an epiphany makes me inhale
As I realise that I would not be capable
Of surviving without your heart next to mine
As though it has been there… for all time.
I stir in our bed, and you look up and beguile
Me as I see your heart in your eyes
With an openness that truly belies
Your strength, your heart, your smile.
And for once I let myself smile
That you have so openly shown me
This heart of yours, beating all the while
Your heart… all I need to breathe, to be.