The heart, a symbol of love and light,
A muscle that beats, with a rhythm so bright.
A vessel of emotions, a depths so profound,
A source of compassion, a love that's unbound.

With every beat, a pulse of life,
A rhythm that echoes, a symphony of strife.
A pump of passion, a fountain of fire,
A burning desire, that never tires.

A heart that breaks, with a sorrow so true,
A heart that mends, with a love that's anew.
A heart that forgives, with a grace so divine,
A heart that loves, with a beauty so fine.

A heart that dreams, with a hope so bright,
A heart that believes, in the darkness of night.
A heart that heals, with a touch so gentle and kind,
A heart that beats, with a love that's one of a kind.

The heart, a mystery, a wonder to see,
A symbol of love, a gift to humanity.
A reminder to cherish, to honor and adore,
The heart, a treasure, that beats forevermore.