Friday, June 17, 2011

Pulling On A Hundred Heart Strings

At first it was the thought of something new
A challenge, like a breath on the mountaintop.
I longed to dance around it, always just out of reach
But always close enough to feel the thrill
But then you caught me.

And now you're pulling
On a hundred heart strings
Leaving me breathless
How did you expect that to turn out?
Of course we both knew.

That we'd end up dancing with danger
But safe in each other's arms
And all the emotions that toy with our brains
Could become our enemies
Or could usher in this thing that is us.

I guess the magic of it all is not knowing
Not really needing to know.
Whether a fling or forever
A hundred heart strings are tied
I don't mind if they stay secured always.