Attachment wraps like cold steel,
A binding touch that feels unreal.
Cuffed wrists, a silent plea,
Am I the prisoner or set free?

The key is lost, or never found,
Caught between love’s silent sound.
Am I the captive or the key?
In this locked dance, who holds me?

A kiss like metal, sharp and deep,
A promise made, a secret to keep.
Are we bound, or do we break?
In your hold, is it love or just fate?