Tugging At My Heartstrings

You’ve had me on the hook

From the first glance that I took

I’ve always looked for more than just a perfect figure

Yet I couldn’t judge you for your beauty either

You’re the chocolate and the strawberry

The knotted stem

On a dark red cherry

Plucking at my heart strings

You reverberate a sweetness in my soul

What if I care about you far too quickly

To be confident

In my sense of self-control?

A woman isn’t what I need

Not at this moment anyways

I have a life I need to lead

Alone

Before I can share my better days

I’ve had this dance with other girls

One too many times before

I tend to lose my sense of purpose

As my purpose turns to yours

Yet your tenderness

Has me shook

For a taste of what’s to come

My heart may pull me near

But my brain tells me to run

I’m the moth that flaps it’s wings at night

Attracted to that pale-blue light

Seduced closer with it’s rhythmic hum

Until with a shocking zap

The moth succumbs

I’m addicted to that feeling

Of the excitement and the fun

With that ever nagging question

Could this finally be

The one?

Yet the answer is most likely

That you’re just

Another one

Perhaps I’m just too cynical

For the heart that’s on my sleeve

But my traumas nearing clinical

So I’m searching for reprieve

Keep on teasing me

Don’t let me be

Even if it is still just far too soon

Your gravity is calling me

The way the earth

Beckons to the moon

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