Listening To The Sound Of My Heart

Listening to the sound of my heart
By kenny merrell

Time is a cruel taskmaster
Using my heart to count
The moments of my life
Each beat moves me closer to the last beat
I stop and listen
Feel my chest
Touch my neck to see
Is it still there?
The beat of my heart
Does it falter?
Sometimes when I see your face
I feel an extra beat
My senses quicken
I feel young again
I remember a time when
Just the thought of you
Would make my heart race
Time has slowed me down
But still I feel that slight
Anticipation of a touch
Lying in bed
You by my side
I reach over to assure myself
That you are still there
Every day I worry
I worry about not being near you
It ruins the time I have left
I hope I can handle my death gracefully
We come into the world alone
And sometime, by the grace of God
We meet our soul mate,
I have
I pity all those that have not
They suffer the beat of their lonely heart