What Matters My Love

The dragon breathes on my heart
The vulture aims to claw it out

No knife can make it hollow
Though sharp, it tries
No ice can freeze its flow
Though cold, it cries

The wise one's words
Sting it not
Nor does the beggar's laugh
Make it rot

My own lamented shout
Does not tear it apart

It's my heart
It's my heart

And none of these things
Hurt me more
Than the never you spoke
It's my heart that you