He stopped, oh no why did he stop
While my heart played with his fingers,
While his fingers played with my heart,
I felt it go into a rest…
a rest to sooth and comfort and thrill.
So taken away I had become that when he stopped, the silence was cold
and almost as soon amidst the frustration, he picked it up
my heart did the same and started to race the tune that throbbed in my ear and chest.
And then he stopped, oh no why did he stop.