Your heart, it beats
like most of them does
and it resounds his name
creating such a fuss
His heart, it beats
the same way as yours
as your love for each other grows
while sailing at sea, and rowing with oars
Then strong winds came blowing
and huge waves took form,
you thought you both survived
the fiercest of the storms
Sweet, wonderful memories
of a love that once was quaint,
are the things you choose to keep
as the thudding, the rhythm fades
You’ve given it your all
till you have nothing more to give
and your heart loses color, wilts
so that his’ may live.
~to you, one of my Muses
*my entry to Magpie Tales
*photo credit
