Binding

As I sit and let my thoughts drift
Calm and contentment take hold of my mind
Because each time I let them adrift
They always come back to you, I find.

Our love came deep and swift
So special to have these feelings that bind
Or will it be a curse?


Holding tight to myself,
Letting it filled me with all the sensual bind
I let myself in while holding on something which was never to start with
They always come back to you, I find.
Our love wasn't ours
It was special to have these feelings that bind
Till everything wasn't right any more.