Heart

Heart:
Beauty and pain.
A collection of knowledge
On a warm afternoon
Ascertained.
What light, what heat,
Makes its prowl?
Not a ghost, not a sea form,
Not a riddle,
How can I figure this out?
Love:
Love, love, love, love, love.
Search the heavens end to end,
They're just stars up above.
But oh that glow,
Soft on a winter night...
If I feign to hear it
Then I ought to have heard it
Just right.
Dream. Boy you better get dreamin',
Aren't you ready?
Here stands a man with two hands,
One heart,
Two eyes to see steady,
Two ears to hear the chirping
Of sweet, sweet, sweet,
Dancing people.
Heart:
Two fists open and apart.
Two hands to four,
No less, no more.
Time, time, time,
I'm awake.