Ebbing:

My heart your heart our heart

how it beats so 

wildly at the thought

of something oh so much more

calmly at the the peace within

given upon a sacred moment

listen to it's gentle whisper

the words a sonnet

as the heart gently does

beat its deep sounding drum

each word a lullaby

to internal bliss

at the very thought

of what will be

what is

in the hope of always 

holding it close within

and yet if locked away to tight

it will surely starve

choke wilt and fade

but let it fly let it soar

yes it might shatter

as if made from crystal

if touched handled wrongly

a risk is a risk

how do you know

unless you open your heart

and feel the rhythm deep inside

resounding it's deafening beat

within you so

as you surely fly

as if a eagle

high in the sky

surrounded by a blue sea

and floating islands

of opalescent white fluff candy

how you land 

is but your choice

in the dance that is

a life less then ordinary

within the realms of 

if anything this human heart

~X~