From my heart there is a direct road,
through veins and vessels, to every part of me.
Through the flood and tide that flow inside
its song ripples out to resonate
in every capillary, shin to skull to skin.
As long as life lingers, my heart keeps rhythm
for the passing song I play with feet and fingers.
When the rest of me rests, mind asleep, eyes closed,
even and especially when you take my breath away,
my heart beats on, never stops moving.
Replenished every moment, it is always full,
giving again as much as it receives, and more.
My heart is the center, the source, the song,
the strength for every dance and smile and stretch.
That is why I say you are my heart.