Chapter Story: Your Eternal Lover Poem by M. A Heathcote

Love isn't a departure from oneself.
It's merely the start of a new chapter.
It's a page-turning story that compels
Us into feeling another's rapture.

It's a book that, as yet, isn't written.
Impels us to open like a flower
It's the heart's prayer answered by attrition.
Tilling deserts with a water dowser.

It's that changeling child held in your heart.
Held to your breast, that once you've held and kissed
You can't resist; you can't now impart
To tell them, go else you'll not exist.

As they've now become the binding cover
Chapter story: Your eternal lover.