Shackles heavy,
and yet still gentle in their firm grip.
Viced so nicely upon my heart.
when you said hello,
I was a goner from the start.
Trapped under your gaze like a back to a corner.
Like a panther in a cage.
But it did not come.
Not worry, nor rage.
For by my capter,
My heart has been swayed.
I will not call for aid,
and I...