
My heart beats in time to the singer’s rise and fall of her words,
The melodically rhythm sets a course for the blood pounding through my veins,
My inner ear can pick up the vocalist’s personal heartbeat,
As both our hearts are connected by golden musical chains.
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I feel her personal heart tune, beating away on autopilot,
My heartbeats choose to pulse in time, beating together,
Singing along to the words of her song,
The rhythm of multiple hearts beating altogether.
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I feel the beats as we all sing the same chorus,
Love firming up the rat-a-tat-tats,
Each familiar pulsation radiating in my ears,
As each tether sings as it contracts and extracts.
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My heart swoons at the feelings of attachment,
Hearing the joining of all those people I miss,
Far and near, their hearts pulse with me,
At every heart’s long distance kiss.
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The people that have passed, sadly gone from this plane,
At the moment their beats stopped beating in tune,
Was the day their heartbeats buried into my soul,
And I listen to their echoes at every opportune.
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If I sit in silence, I can drill down on each foreign beat,
Linked to those I choose, all over the globe,
A friend, an old lover, a child, a parent,
A memory, a thought, causes my heart to send out a probe.
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We are tethered together through our heartbeats,
Be it a single beat or a flurry of sounds,
I’ll know each heart intimately through their personal pulsations,
And when we’re all together, the beating sounds compound.
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Fall in love with someone’s beautiful heartbeat,
Learn who they are through every pulsation,
Happy, sad, broken, strong, every emotion,
Gaining intimate knowledge through every palpation.

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About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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Comments (5)
This is so Beautiful ❤️💗
Gorgeous poem. Love it.
Lovely and loved it❤️💕😊
Absolutely beautiful
Wow, this poem was so deep. Gaining knowledge with every palpation. That was just so beautiful!