Rhythm Of My Heart! Poem by Leslie Alexis

Her rested head imparts love upon us.
For me, it's the smell of her just washed hair
For her, who is the rhythm of my heart,
It is its beat:
Because my heart knows when
Its Heart is near, like metal detectors
Set to discover gold, it grows to be
Audible, and she, loving this, becomes warm
And her warmth sends sweet perfume by her hair,
Which teases and pleases me, so she's held close
And I'm held close, as we lay in love's flow