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insane Mar 2020
its surprising that my heart

is being be crushed,
crumpled,
broken,
torn and tortured
and burnt to ashes
inevitably

and it still beats ;
Jim Davis Jan 2020
My heart beats... for you

©  2020 Jim Davis
B D Caissie Sep 2019
My dearest love why did you run from me, when my heart only raced for you.

©
Jenny Ochoa Jul 2019
Your heart beat plays my favorite melody,
I love to dig my ear into your chest and hear how its calls for me!
ohh heart beat, his heart beat, my precious heart beat
I hope you will forever beat just for me!
OpenWorldView May 2019
wake up. wake up now.
listen. closer. can you hear?
a heart. yours. beating.
the most beautiful and comforting
sound in the world
Star BG Mar 2019
Inside leaps and bounds in mind
I glide, letting breath ignite passions.
Letting vision anchor into heart.

Words drift in cells like air within brain
ready for me to catch.

With continued breath
pen is energized calling hand with grace.
Calling heartbeats to lead song.

And as pen dances like finest dancer
a poem is written.
Scribed,
for the roaming eye to see.
Inspired by Jim Davis. A gifted poet. Thanks
hj Jan 2019
My heart is beating weirdly
It goes off-key
then it rhyms
And I'm in my hospital
Lying and thinking
If yours is singing the same chimes
Love is a tune the heart sings
Helping us through our darkest times
Heart beat after heart beat
The passion of two that collides
But sometimes I listen and wonder
If the off-key beats
are going as random as rolling dice
I wonder if they'd ever stop
If love is enough to get us through the nights
But maybe it isn't
And maybe
My love
we fault sometimes
Not necessarily the darkest sins
But maybe one of the forgiven crimes
PoetiKitty Dec 2018
Oh my love
listen to my heartbeat.
Please rest your head on my chest and listen.  

You own each and every hammering beat.
Let them cuddle you,
let them be the time hourglass of your smiles.

Let their furiously sweet thundering be yours.
Let our hearts be the glass ampoules holding the sand of time
sliding from you to me and back, forever.
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