You attached the beautiful spiraling string
Waiting for life, what it will bring
Like a puppet I dance the fight
Not to get tangled within your sight
Grasping, you pulled, I flew up high
Your lips bringing me to a soft sigh
Glimmers within your eyes
Those depths are my ties
I leap, I bound
Scissors not quite yet found
Why can you not feel the direction?
Make the simple connection
Can you not see how far it can go?
In beauty our souls can flow
Will you pull my string under?
In your thinking blunder
Or will you pull me within
Feel me like it’s not a sin
See me, mind open wide
Wearing gloves so you don’t slide
Down the spiraling string of life
Within your own soul's strife
You hold the scissors above
Simply I am the love