Hearts don’t beat. Hearts dance softly & sweetly in & out of time, creating the rhythm by which we love. Why would they beat, syncing the parallels between pain & love ? I denounce the belief that a heart beats, I find no violence or chaos in true & real love. We manifest the pulse by our thought, we feel the movement resonating within our empty cavity hoping to fill it with energetic emissions that will spill into our voids & satisfy our desires. Our needs starved of either affection or compassion are humble & not angered, not waking in tense thrusts but rather softly humming. Hearts don’t beat, they exist in an embrace, they sink in lust, drown in passion and float in infatuation. Hearts ; work instinctively as clocks do…eternally moving towards an aspiration over time. Intricately designed, with a sole purpose…to love.