Bound tight with longing
By silken cords of desire
Burning emotions chain and bind her
Wrapped around her
A slave of love always unrequited
She wakes to the cold emptiness
She bends her will to try to forget
She softly calls out to what is never there
Cold damp chills of loneliness circle about
She beckons to the vast nothing
She’s left bound and longing for what is never there
She’s left longing for what will never be there
