What is this hold you’ve got on me?
Inhale/exhale and still can’t breathe.
I tell a tale but it just can’t be
as strong a story as your hold on me.
You smiled at me, I took a step.
You winked, I blinked. My heart it leapt
to you and using all it felt
I ran to taste, no haste, the waste.
Your floor was free. Twas new to me:
a treasure I was bound to hold.
Twas gold in light, in dark a spark
that bound me to your love.
The days went by, the weeks, the years.
I danced my pain. I sang my tears.
I dreamed, it seemed, with what I found
Yet what I got was bound.
This hold you have, you won’t let go.
I run away, you pull the rope you tied.
I cried for mercy, longed for joy.
You lied, seduced, made me your toy.
With wings anew I fly away
Yet as I leave I long to stay.
This hold you have, it choked my breath.
it choked my heart, it choked my head .
I stand in fog, my life in pieces
Longing for what your soul releases.
Frozen, static place in time.
A line you say, my heart I bind.
