“Let me feel how thy pulses beat.”

“My heart’s beat thy sight stole, Taking mine unruly soul. My pulse at rates of abrupt speed; I proclaimed love before my creed. Blooming flowers hold no compare To thy blissful beauty, oh so rare. Give me agony or give me death, I’ll take thy heart as eternal breath. Ceaselessly Yours, David Chios”

“The widest landDoom takes to part us, leaves thy heart in mineWith pulses that beat double. What I do And what I dream include thee, as the wineMust taste of its own grapes.”

“Julia...do you feel how much you own me?" I moaned against the soft skin of her neck, her pulse beating wildly against my lips. So sweet and alive. "But you're mine. You own me, but you've always been mine.”

“Liv or love?" she asks. I brush her hair away from her neck and rest my hand there, feeling the beating of her pulse. "Either," I answer. "They're the same to me.”

“Let not thy divining heartForethink me any ill;Destiny may take thy part,And may thy fears fulfill.”