• So securely did you clutch my soul,
    I was unable to separate the thudding rhythm of my heart
    From the pulsing tone of yours, stored in your frosty finger tips.
    So unwavering did your steps fall in time with mine,
    I was unable to remember the beat we both strived for,
    And our destination was lost in the confusion.
    So firmly fixed did your roots entwine with mine,
    I was unable to retain my own ground, struggled to break free,
    but got lost in your complex web of mazes instead.
    Your damp breath enveloped any taste of fresh air,
    And I was left dependent on your intoxicating scent.

    Imprisoned in your spell, I bowed my head,
    Playing the part of the sheep, to your role as shepherd.
    You crafted your flute with a silver tongue,
    Your melody a woven splendor of enchanting logic.
    My mind so quick to absorb, swallowed every word.

    But I was never meant to preform the duty of a concubine,
    Compromise did not reside in my nature.
    I snapped the shackles that bound me so tightly,
    And set myself free.