I Wear My Heart on My Sleeve
In the chambers of your beating heart,
A symphony of life plays its part.
A rhythm, ancient and profound,
A pulsing cadence, love's sweet sound.
Each beat a tale, a whispered story,
Of joys embraced and moments hoary.
In crimson currents, emotions weave,
A tapestry of hopes, in you, believe.
Within those valves, an endless sea, Echoes of laughter, echoes of plea.
Can it measure the love you hold?
This heart, a vessel,...
A symphony of life plays its part.
A rhythm, ancient and profound,
A pulsing cadence, love's sweet sound.
Each beat a tale, a whispered story,
Of joys embraced and moments hoary.
In crimson currents, emotions weave,
A tapestry of hopes, in you, believe.
Within those valves, an endless sea, Echoes of laughter, echoes of plea.
Can it measure the love you hold?
This heart, a vessel,...