My Heart to Yours

You showed me a page I have long forgotten,
Scribbled at the top few letters of dedication,
With drawings shaped as beautiful hearts,
And I can hear your voice through the words,
The song to be sung for the waves to carry,
For the wind to spear my young beating soul,
Through the lands and through the oceans,
I await the moment, the clashing of the hearts,
In the form of hugs, kisses, or just eyes to adore,
For I do not mind hearts in any fashion.

Monday, 25th of May 2015