I'm a symbol of love, and a sign of life, Pumping blood, with a constant strife, In your chest, I beat with care, A vital organ, beyond compare, Beating for you, with all my might. You may go with your gut, or trust in me, Just know that what I want, I will get and happy I will be.

A wand of control sits in your palm, guiding virtual heroes through worlds unseen, where every move is at your command.

A late morning feast between two meals, where eggs dance with waffles and mimosas sparkle in the sun.

Grand and wide with space to spare, more rooms than one could ever share. A palace made for those with means, where even closets could be queens.

top a king or queens head the top of a plant a bigger fancier tiara