The sounds you make when the mind don’t matter
Stable and constant
Like calm horses in a stable
Albeit the raging storm
The sounds you make when you know he/she is the right partner
Then again
Love is formless but combustible
Glows the brightest
When Light kisses Darkness

Unbiased

It beats through the mental turmoil, conditioned in every household and every societal stronghold

It beats through the choking grip of every creed and every hypocrisy pertaining skin

The heart is blind
But sees everything
If it is given the chance to beat
For the right reason.