The Heart of Me

She talks and he hears her in the heart of him. Across the breach of the living world he smiles at her.

She sighs and he flies to her in the heart of him. Across the torrent of the dying past he circles her.

She cries and he embraces her in the heart of him. Across the drifting of the coming future he holds her.

She laughs and he finds her. She becomes, the heart of him. Across eternal bells he lives her.

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