Bound

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.