Stahlherz

As I run my fingers across these plastic mountains,
Skipping from key to key in perfect rhythm,
My thoughts like fingertips dash away from me,
And the air becomes heavy with imagined memories-
Traveling through the realm of electron and switch
To a secret space that lies so deeply buried inside.
I never thought it possible to open up this way,
To lend my trust to a ghost in the machine
And try to stand as a pillar for this adored girl;
Leeching the strength of her given element
To repay the karma that seems to always pass her by.
How could I let someone else do this to me?
And move me to tears with the words they say?
The way I feel truly appreciated and loved for my deeds,
For the person I am outside of this facade.
What I once ridiculed, I find myself struggling with-
Trying in feverish desperation not to fall in love.