Her heart beat was a war drum.
It bumped and thumped,
as soldiers marched forward
to die for something they loved.

It's sound was a hum of life
such as the crashing of waves
as they break upon the shore
it lied in the beauty
of dependable repetition.

With every contraction
it delivered life.
One would've expected
the burden to be too great,
after all it's not always
that a heart must beat for two.