The heart pulses
Reaches out to another
One that fits perfectly
Unlike any other
It searches long and hard
Always looking for that one
That one it shall be safe with
If it is where it shall run
When it finds it
It latches on tight
Never wanting to let go
Without a fight
Together they do stay
Pulsing with true love
And with this you soar high
On the wings of a dove
~Chrystal
Written on
January 31, 2001