Tethered Hearts Upon The Ocean

I am stimulated by intellectual conversion
And not a shame the show my substance and preservation
For my heart is a well of emotional depth
And substance oozes my beauty, beneath my clef

There are things I say and do
And there are times I speak out of line too
Brazened be thy beautiful heart
To besiege my brow amidst the dark

Tethered hearts upon the ocean
With that thought, and singular notion
To ebb thy vessel of my heart
And share the passion that I impart

amused may be my whimsical mind
By gathered thoughts that intertwine
With a wisp, and singular notion
My heart is ebbed, beside the seamless ocean

To ebb my heart in notable truth
And reflect on life with innocent youth
Dare I be the heart hereafter?
Then to be in life the lonely martyr