The Symphony of My Heart -Edited Version
A heart beating, paces through the body
Inner vibrations as they are coming and going
As the tide still beats against caves, restless
We run, seeking shelter, a monument below an arc or a bridge
Rusted enough by the salty air
Which impales itself upon, clinging still
Lost in this bliss of remaining hopeful
For a brand new day, or at least a new batch
Of dreams to formulate and represent oneself
Among the demons keeping us back,
holding real taught
Another set of notes strung across the page
Like the symphony of my heart,is playing
Just for the love of you, my darling...
You, my Rothchild which shall never be opened...
Merely dusted upon, with the slightest feathering
Unable to breathe nor expose the nakedness of legs
What with a glass that becomes empty, stems from reaching distances
An object of my affections, of beauty to ponder only
No one shall see the presence of this chest opened
Worth a wind that once filled these lungs completely,
I clutch onto, so that I may fly
This, my Baron to a fortune that lies
Probing fondly at the corners of my mind, I shall not render it,
Only bury it within, hopeless, unrequitable...
Lusting wholly for the first touch to my lips
Always, "I'll be loving you, Always..."