I see the sun burn a hole in the sky.
And I feel the fires after glow on my face.
It makes the warm air feel cool.
And I listen to his heart,
Beat. beat. beat.

I hear the murmur of voices.
I feel one as my own.
And I could sit here forever,
Talk about nothing forever.
Feel love forever.
And I listen to his heart,
Beat. beat. beat

And the pierce of birds lifts in the air.
The quiet pump of feathered wings.
Beauty of a song sung,
Looking for love.
And I listen to his heart,
Beat. beat. beat.

I feel the metal cut into my skin,
Contrast against the perfect imprint of his arm.
Imprint fit for me.
And I listen to his heart,
Beat. beat. beat.

And slowly, the sun drifts down.
Cuts a glow in the trees,
Darkening their slashed silhouette.
The sun melts into the earth.
And I listen to his heart,
Yet I want to find sleep,
In it's Beat. beat.

beat.