And my heart hit a problem, in the early hours,
So I stopped it dead for a beat or two.

But I cut some cord, and I shouldn't have done it,
And it won't forgive me after all these years

So I sent it to a place in the middle of nowhere
With a big black horse and a cherry tree.

Now it won't come back, 'cause it's oh so happy
And now I've got a hole for the world to see

how much do you trust me, he asked as he secured the blindfold.
i trust you, was all i could say in reply.
how much? he insisted, now beginning to lower me over the edge.
i trust you, i replied.
you're going to fall, he said, but it only feels like i'm letting you go. don't forget the rope that binds, my love. don't forget the rope that binds your heart to mine.
i started to cry and, trembling, told him that i was scared.
he whispered, true love casts out all fear & then released me . . .

-  Kirsten