As I lay my ear upon your chest

and hear your beating heart song,

the rhythm and the melody

are the sounds of life,

the sounds where love belongs

to me, to you.

As I lay my hand upon my chest

my beating heart makes so much sense.

The rhythm and the melody

in time with yours.

The sound of what was meant to be.

‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all

– Alfred Lord Tennyson