Attention to Intention

You knew I was wild
But you wanted to play
You liked my attention
When I started to dance
Only for you -
You had another intention

Danced with me for a while
Knowing I was wild
Pulled me down - fed me your dreams
Till I let my vision drift
But you liked to play
You liked my attention

I made you feel special
Cause I danced for you
You let me think it was real
When I helped you heal
But you liked to play
You liked my attention

You've broken my heart
Taken me apart -
I know it was not
Your intention -
But you liked to play
You just liked my attention

Gleaning meaning

Some like sanitised meaning
Never truly gleaning
The mystic soul-
They lock their beating hearts to ideals of cold and measured moments
Wildness without relent-
Torments the narrow mind
How can fire be kind?

Decisions based on proven facts-
Fear-driven tacts
And man's unnatural care -
Lacks courage of a soulful tear,
Two beats locked in arrythmic sway
Yearning to cut/ and break away
Tied in hypothetised metric steps
The cost to cut and run too steep

No hope, no witness, no reward

You've gotta love it through the grime-
Even when no glory is to be had
There are those who like to shine
When other lights are on
But those that twinkle-
When the darkness overwhelms
With no hope, with no witness, with no reward
Well-
They are the ones who love through time

You've gotta love it through the grime-
Even when no glory is to be had
There are those who love to boast
Only when they know they're heard
But those that whisper-
When the silence rings
With no hope, with no witness, with no reward
Well-
They are the ones who love through time