Chancy Thinks Its Soo Fancy

Is it you ? is it me? Stuck in a world of a fantasy Heart beats, unceasingly Is this what they call ecstasy? Some say “the heart wants ,what the heart wants” Yet the fire is oh! So enticing! Tranquilizing! I adore it! I fear it! Chancy foot stands transfixed in front The petrified foot it taunts As it takes one step back, Chancy stands there and laughs Torn between the two…my heart weeps What path to take? My heart! Guidance it seeks The fear of falling Holds me back The want for love Pushes me back The shackles of scary bounds me tight Chancy is there, never to give up with out a fight Arising a hurricane is what they doo My poor feeble heart, knows not what to do The heart is pure. It seeks it strives to find who proves to be true The ultimate winner..is still unknown For here my heart still stand in the sea of unknown Cupid I beg you do guide me And dare not strike me and leave me With your arrows of blind love Guidance is what I need Give me that and I shall heed Leave me not in the dark of misery Leave me not in the sea of mystery But guide me to that ever shinning light Scary or chancy With what do I side? Shall forever remain a secrecy…. ~M.M.M