Heartbeat

The feelings I have for you confuse my brain and shake up the way my world turns, but it’s possible for many names to get inside of my heart. I won’t deny a soul yearning for a little love. You are the cherry on an already perfect sundae; a little something more. I could wrap my arms around your frail shoulders and hold your head in my palm so that the beat of my chest is like a song for your ears. I am the breeze on a sunny day and you are the rocking chair in the wind. I’ll stick around as long as you need me and even when you want me gone. I am the ears on your walls, the diary of your heart. If the decade leaves us yet again, I’ll let you know my heart glows for you like copper tin.