Every heart has a beat.
Same slow kind of beat.
Paces, pants in parts.
A slow heart and a slow beat.
A kind heart and a meek beat.
A harsh heart and a hard beat.
One and one movement.
Through tiny lame path.
Hissing air driven through thought.
Every heart has a soft beat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem