Tune My Strings

My heart is under your lips.
Pulling at yours.
The metronome ampliphied in my ribs.

My heart is in front of your eyes.
The closed ones.
The metronome keeping rhythm in my skull.

My heart is at your feet.
Watering the love.
The metronome tuning my strings.

My metronome is in your hands.
Love melting your fingers.
The heart i donated.





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