The first time
You strapped that blue leather
Around my neck
And held me against your chest

My mind was torn open-
The world I knew disappeared-
And there was only you
To surrender to.

As you guided me
And I followed
Walking without hesitation
And feeling without fear...

I knew even days after
I would still be able to hear
The high metalic sound
Of that cold, clinking steal.

And any perception of being
I once thought that I had
Was shattered forever
In those moments.

The world without that clinky strap
Of beautiful blue leather
would never look the same-
Would never again be enough.