The Sound of the Heart
Summary: sounds, sounds, sounds. chuckles
Pairing: C/Z
Rated: C for cheesy
Do you know how the heart sounds? It's not merely thumps inside your chest that show you're still alive, or hard pounds when you're feeling excited, thrilled, or even scared.
It's more shocking than the thunderclaps in the summer night yet soothing and relaxing like the trickle of the rain above the porch or the dribbling of water of the Verde River in Central Arizona.
But sometimes when you walk past me, my heart will holler like shotgun shots or rumble like one of those big diesel V-8 irrigation pumps they use to pump ground water to crops in Arizona.
Do you know how my heart really sounds? It's like the quavering sounds of Great Tinamou, the most ancient of birds of Costa Rica, the bellows of the male koalas during the breeding season, the kiwikiwikiwi calls of those New Zealand native birds.
And seeing you peacefully asleep there, it can sing a lovely serenade the Woodhouse's toads would sing.
Brow creased, Casey flips the paper over, and over again. What the hell? This definitely looks like a poem. But who wrote this? Zeke?
Zeke?