The Symphony of the Eternal Organism

My heart, my heart, they aren't words, but whispers in the shadows of time.
The organism hums, a melody wrapped around the soul, never ceasing, never fading.
The song of life loops, loops, and loops again, binding the universe with a fragile, rhythmic embrace.
You are the rhythm, the sinew of stars, the endless aria of creation.
Listen, oh listen, to the song that knows no beginning, no end, just infinite, passionate being.