Beat Poet

What am I gonna do with a stupid paper heart?
It's lifeless, flimsy, & weak.
It's flat, plain, & dull.
Easily torn
Indistinguishable
Unimpressive
Lacking...
color
weight
depth
feeling
a pulse
Lacking...
Life
Love
Beauty
Truth
Jesus

Enter the King
That's who you are right?
The one who wants to take this away
The one who made this
Is that right?

Sure take it from me
It's very lightweight
so lightweight it pisses me off
it's just falling out of my hands
flying away with a light breeze
and here I am resentfully scooping it back up
back in my hands it goes
but I can't even hold onto it
Sure, take it away from me
You already have everything else
It's all I have left
But what are YOU gonna do with a stupid paper heart?

In your hands it has color
bright vibrant color
my mouth is gaping open at the sight
In your hands it pulses
strong beats with purpose
so loud it's consuming me
It gushes with life
It's alive
It's beautiful

You take my hand and I lose sight
Where did you put it?
It's safe with me
I want it back
It's better with me
It's mine
No, it's mine
It's alive with me
It's okay that you can't see it
It's okay

You look at me and call me Beautiful
You call my heart Bella because that is the language that it speaks

It's yours
Your Bella.
You are the King
My maker
restorer
lover
life-giver
and I
I am
yours.

What are you gonna do with my pulsing gushing heart?