You are my heart
I need you to beat.
You are my heart
I need you to live.
A pump without fail
A flower absolute.
Autumn, fall and winter
May wither you branches.
But I will never cease
watering your soil.
I’ll keep you alive
Till the last leaf falls.
Then I’ll dig in your dirt
To grow you once more.
I’ll keep you inside
warm In somnolence.
Till your sprout knows “nowhere”
But this spaces warmth.
You are my heart
And beating you will
Until when I part
I won’t leave this feel.