Strings Attached

If you pull on my heart strings

expect to hear the double bass of my desperation

derived from my desire

to show my true self.

Fighting against the kicks and snares of life

and those playing with keys

waiting for that moment

to be free.

Pluck me out of the crowd

and my dark, supple undertone

will raise your vibrations

until the beat of our shoulders

synchronize.

If you pull on my heart strings

expect to hear the double bass of my desperation

a quake of infatuation

never to be forgotten.