Conundrum
Dan Johnson
© July 13, 2010

Have you ever felt so emotionally drawn to something, anything, anyone, yet you knew that as right as you felt about that “thing” no matter what; you also knew that there was another force at work that says, 'I know who I am, but who I am will always stand lurking, silently in the shadows.' There is no black or white, no right or wrong? That is a conundrum, an enigma, a question within a question…your head and your heart work on separate wave lengths, and for some inexplicable reason, you don’t know why, you just know

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My heart beats,
With syncopated sweetness every time you come in view
My head reasons,
You are no good, shouldn’t have a thing to do with you, but like winters blast
Cold winds blow,
Frozen in my steps, can’t go forward, can’t go back.
While calm winds mysteriously go
Messing with my head, dropping in on my dreams, suggesting erotic schemes
Do I go left or do I go right,
Hard to tell, confusion keeps me on the run
Am I wrong, or am I right?
Guess that’s why this love is called…conundrum….