My Heart

It tics and echoes
It rises, makes the bed, showers, goes to work
It calls, writes, texts,
It drinks black coffee and beer
It loves lasagna and cream cheese brownies
It sings along to “The Big Five” 90’s rock
It shakes its head to the beat of rap
It has a name and drives a car
It makes me cry
It makes me cry “pause!” in a giggling match
It brushes my hair
It wraps around me
It tics and echoes
And breathes,
“I love you”