Our hearts are charged with
Love’s electricity, its
Rioting thunder.

That divine madness
Of her sensibility
Overwhelms us and

Makes heart exultant.
Fibres quake, electron fire
Cascading through me.

Heart wakes and goes wild
Like a wanderlust troubadour
Seeking the next song

Wildernesses, hearts
Are overgrown and rebel
Against cages, they

Demand perfect care.
A mesmerizing mantra
Consists in heart beat,

Syncopating care,
Notating all our loves, joys;
The muscle of prayer.