The Misplaced Heart

My breath missed a puny wind, from My Heart, yet my thought was so insouciant to note.

My breath skipped a lonely beat, from My Heart, yet my thought was so vacillant to note.

My breath jilted a croaky voice, from My Heart; by this my thought felt so unbelted to note.

Now it awaits the next surprise, from My Heart, after this one to take another note.