There is an empty cavern in my chest,
Where once I kept a heart.
Its' beat was steady, its' muscles strong,
But after it broke I had it removed.

At first I noticed no difference,
The stars came out, the sun shone,
All was still the same.
But then one day you came along,
And an ache began to grow.

I have searched high and low,
In cupboards, bags and boxes,
But my heart is not here.
And the ache for it is ever growing,
It wasn't until I saw you today

That I found where it had gone.
I saw the red upon the floor,
A great and flowing lake,
And by my hand, on my sleeve,
My heart was surely beating.

It's strong, and it is healthy,
And the cracks seem not to show,
But I cannot prise it from my sleeve,
There it happily stays.
I thought you had noticed it,

When you reached out for my hand,
Because although it was my hand you held,
It was my heart you truly touched,
Now it's no more upon my sleeve,
But safe within you grasp.

And the ache I never thought would leave
Is gone without a trace,
For now I have the greatest gift,
Of your whole, and loving heart,
And its' beat is steady, it's muscle strong.
This heart will surely last long.