Tattered and tangled I pull from my pocket
A length of string, but don’t know where I got it
Red in color and as thin as a hair
You almost can’t see it, but I know it’s there
It twists and it turns before kinking in knots
Still have trouble keeping it from my thoughts
Impossible to release and unable to forget
The ending of this story seems to me: dead set
Press me for details and none you will get
For I have secrets here that are too delicate
Sharing with you just doesn’t make sense
I’d rather be elsewhere, please don’t take offense
For that string in my pocket is fit to be tied
And the other end I know I must find
Destiny and Love might await my arrival
But to be truthful I’d be content with survival
I’ll take up this voyage, and set my course
Untangle the line, and discover it’s source
My Love I am coming, it’s frightfully true
There is nowhere to hide, “I’ll find You”
Resonating! Hope you don’t mind my sharing 🙂
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