My Beating Heart Poem by Peter S. Quinn

A heart desires only love
In flammable conducts prime
Like clouds of flow above
It knows its drifting time
Some beats are unusual
Delimited by throbbing pound
How they do move and fall
To each their different sound

The dancing beauty waves
That flows inside a heart
With longings also paves
From every new falling start
And when I am with closed eyes
And feel my throbbing on
I know it's my heart disguise
To give me time before it’s done

Behind covering of its hold
There’s sea of salt and tears
That rises to time manifold
Before it falls to old years
Oh my heart of burning desire
I hold not back of you!
When you beat up into a fire
With love – those flames are true

*(Rumi wrote long time ago:

“My heart is burning with love
All can see this flame”

And with those words I wish everybody a Happy New Year; -)