When did the feeling raise its eyes to the world that is me,
with trendels of darkness wrapped around what was thought to be my heart,
but a lung then the other, unknowing who they'd revive,
nothing to fear, no one was there, when did that change,
where was my heart all these years, what happened, when was I lost with nothing to gain?
Now the trendels are loosened if not gone,
but accurate are the hands placed upon my chest,
no more then an inch from they're target, nothing but emotion brought to attention,
and that the feelings I have are mine, only mine, givin to me from her,
the life I was to revive. I'd have given my life for hers, and when I didn't look she stole my heart,
nothing but the best, the kind, the real, the loving, her, but the emotion that I carry now,
what is this abundance of just accumulated emotions, all at once?
This fear, joy, confusion, understanding, and the aloftness that I now have,
could it all be from one event?
Or did her hands open their cage, release the