mirevolver

That which beats

Alone sit I and listen to the beat,
The beat does not vary, and ceases not.
It beats for me but that’s with no great feat,
The feat cometh with a beat the heart forgot.
With a forgotten beat it must restart,
But not the beat of past, it beats anew.
Forgotten beats need another soul's part,
And the next beat is not of one, but two.
A heart for two doth beat is now complete,
And then be it declared the two in love.
Then they the two shall forever both meet,
And together they’d fit as an old glove.
But still my heart yet beats only for one,
When will it be that I do find someone?

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Aside from my great plans to become the future dictator of the moon, I have little interest in political discussions.