My beating heart
heart It's beating and pumping and working more now than ever. I feel the tiredness creeping over my body, but my mind is restless. It hurts, the pain I feel. I know somewhere you are laying dreaming about me, wondering when I will lay my head upon your chest and run my fingers through your hair. You bring light into a rather rainy, dreary place. Your sunlight shining upon my moon.
My beating heart, it beats harder in my chest than ever before. My lips they quiver and shake thinking of yours so near mine. Warm caresses.
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