I feel your heartbeat
even though we’re not touching
when we see each other and smile
after I’ve been away.
I feel your heartbeat
even though you’re not at home
when I come upon
the sentimental gift I gave you
sitting on your pillow.
I feel your heartbeat
when I call you at your office
just to say hello.
I feel your heartbeat
and mine scats
in syncopated rhythm
round your metronome.
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