Lover, my heartbeat keeps steady rhythm until the thought of you arrives, then its tempo raises into a new genre all together.
My heartbeat is my hearth, my flame, my light that I give in the hope of raising others higher.
Your heartbeat is my metronome, keeping the rhythm of my soul at a steady pace. With your heartbeat I can be music, dance, and so much more. And I hope that it is my steady heart that can do the same for you.
The tiny tympanic heartbeat from the ultrasound wand was the only outward sign that a new life had begun within her.
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