Beating Heart
my heart
does not beat for
anyone but me,
but when i’m
around you,
my blood is
rushing,
my nerves are
firestorms,
and my heart
is beating so fast,
it’s hard to believe
that anyone but you
could take
claim.
sometimes,
i wish that my heart
did beat for you—
it’d make all of
these stars that
i’m seeing
and these hearts
that i’m feeling,
make sense.
but if my heart
beats for me,
and my mind
is focused on
you,
then maybe,
these thoughts
and blood-racing
beats
are in time
with yours