Fragile Heart

Feeling the air of love,
my heart, fragile as ever.
Loosing control again,
let you play with it.
Voluntarily.

A journey with no return,
without guarantees
how long, how deep, how far.
Let you hold my heart,
even it may be hurt.

A treasure it is however,
the tast of sweetness and desire.
Loosing control again,
giving it to you.
Voluntarily.

My mind and my heart,
please tell me the truth.
Let me feel alive,
not only as a dream,
created in my mind.

If ever be wound again,
never be healed so hard.
Let be fragile as is,
still being able to feel.
The sweet and the bitter,
voluntarily!

ann/2006