Musing: Hollow Heart

Do you know many who had looked through this heart

Saw nothing and left it hollow as it was?

But you came and made me sing like a baby

You saw the hollow in this heart, and filled it with melody

I tap my feet, I call you my wife, you are my perfect rhythm!

Ringing bells, cymbals, play your tune in my quiet head,

So I clap my hands now… For the way you make feel

Is more than anything and your love song is tasty

Intoxicating like the grape wine, something sent of Nature,

Yes, you make me dance like a mad man,

And I will dance, to show you how much you mean to me

Your song is my balm; healed my hearts hollow ailment,

I am so in love with you!

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