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The Acoustics of My Heart
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My Heart Belongs to Him My love needs
no amplification;
it is heard best
against beating chest.
My heartstrings
vibrate beneath
the touch of your hand,
creating romantic songs.
Your fingers maneuver
across my hourglass form,
strumming the chords
of my fine-tuned body.
You can read
the music of my heart,
the lyrics inscribed
on parted lips.
But I could write you
millions of verses
and never capture
the words my heart sings...
the melody that
comes from my soul,
the sound of
perfect harmony.
Rewrite 2012
My love needs
no amplification;
it is heard best
against beating chest.
My heartstrings
vibrate beneath
the touch of your hand,
creating romantic songs.
Your fingers maneuver
across my hourglass form,
strumming the chords
of my fine-tuned body.
You can read
the music of my heart,
the lyrics inscribed
on parted lips.
But I could write you
millions of verses
and never capture
the words my heart sings...
the melody that
comes from the soul,
the sound of
perfect harmony.
soooo honey one.. yeah you can write thousands of verses but .... the love song from heart for the one whom you love in real way... wonderful thought and intersting one... love it.. appreciate you dear poetess friend .. you know how to win hearts like a princess of dreams yeah...respect you