A tug at the heartstrings
Softly lilting tune,
Left to chance is one shy glance:
What gentle things are sewn.

Notes played on the heartstrings,
Freely skips the beat.
Unrestrained, dreams again;
Moments tender; sweet.

A pull at the heartstrings
Notes: they ring untrue;
Illusion weaved, all there achieved;
Constructions to eschew.

A pluck at the heartstrings
Of a lonely violin
Who sighs and sings about the things
That they kept within.