Therapeutic Murmurs

Your right breast is forever
carved into my chest
As my heart beats faster
The thumps continuous

Is it scarier to feel it
pounding in your deafened ears or
For it to gently tap
against the lining of your rib cage?

I feel as though I've lost it, lost cause
Slipped through like I subconsciously wanted

One and, Two and, Three and, Four and.

Where's my sympathy?
Down with the fever free
Where's my victory?
Down with the damp beats