BEAT BEAT BEAT....

It waits for her, of course
To retrieve as time dictates
When there is... real love 
To fill it
A love, beyond 
These mortal gates...

For she has not abandoned love
Of course...
Or a soul mate of her own
But rather, knows
Within her secret place
This earth 
He does not roam...

So, they hold it for her
Of course...
In the softest bubble
Floating there
Just out of reach
Strong pink healthy
beat beat beat...