To win my heart you simply have to make it race
Physically or chemically.
A cheap thrill with a lack of grace
Temporary emotions, as my heart runs in place
Fatal exercise for both body and mind
But to me, the risk is worth the rub
Hoping but never finding, a lifelong thrill
Full of grace.
A grace so beautiful, that my heart required no winning.
It is there to take.
She simply has to decide to do so
But its that decision that terrifies me more than any chemical.