Feul.

Hear that clinking,
the rising and fall,
it is my heart beating,
never further from its stall.

but more likely at its height,
all because you with me,
luckily you you unknowing,
that which you do not see.

never knowing what you do,
to faster pump my heart,
but it has always been this way for me,
even from the start.

you drive me to explosion,
increasing all blood flow,
doing what you do best,
all that you do not know.

you yourself are unforgettable,
with me your memory will stay,
and know that no one can ever,
take that away.