Your heart beat.
I hear it.
Bump, bump, bump.
I hear you.
Bump, bump, bump.
I can hear your heart beating.
Bump, bump, bump.
It's next to my ear.
Bump, bump, bump.
I hear it.
I love the sound of it.
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump.
It beats faster.
I hold and kiss you.
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump.
I know you like it.
I can hear it in your chest.
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump.
It's beating hard.
It's pounding in my ears.
That's enough of writing that.
Your heart beat.
My safe place.
My friend.
My family.
My love.
You are the heart beats.
Of my favorite place.
I find comfort in the sound.
One more time please.
Let me hear it.
My dear.
Let me listen to it beating.
Please my friend.
Family.
Lover.
I want you here so I can listen.
Here we go.
I am ready.
To hear the sound.
Of your heart beat.
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump.
It's beautiful.
S.R.Worth
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Seeing colour in the shade
PoesieI'm the type of person to hold back when it comes to the people around me. My mind works different I see colour in the shade, some see black and white with a little gray, sometimes. I can see it all. So this is my poems I write every now and then.
