The Beat Of My Heart Poem by Robert Rumery

The Beat Of My Heart



Feel the beat of my heart,
Listen to the rhythm of my breathing,
Taste the song resting on my lips,
As we make our music together.
How can you say, this ain't magic?

Days turn to night,
and summer changes to fall,
it's been so long since I've seen your face,
it's been close to never,
since I last held you so tightly in my arms,

the last time that I loved you,
was when the snow coverd my backyard,
and we were sipping hot coccoa,
and snuggling so close,

Feel the beat of my heart,
Listen to the rhythm of my breathing,
Taste the song resting on my lips,
As we make our music together.
How can you say, this ain't magic?

the love that I had for you imprisons my heart,
and you run wild through out my mind,
I'm just another inmate that's imprisoned in your heart,
just another young girl just looking for a little love,
the magic of your touch,
makes me shrudder so tightly,
the taste of your lips makes me want you even more,

I listen to your voice so tentively,
and I can still hear it in my head,
I still remember the days that we spent together,
on that snowy evening cuddling so close,
what was it that drawn me to you,
was it your eyes? or was it your hair,
the way that you touched me,
or the way that you made me feel so safe and so loved,
the way you held me and let me listen to your heartbeat all day long,

Feel the beat of my heart,
Listen to the rhythm of my breathing,
Taste the song resting on my lips,
As we make our music together.
How can you say, this ain't magic

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Robert Rumery

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Dover-Foxcorft, Maine
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