Inner voices leading to and fro
Like a puppet on a string
Not knowing where it will go
Yielding with a freedom that sings

The song may not seem fair
to trusting tone-deaf ears
of those who dare to care
about this seductive tune they hear

Love cannot possess anothers heart nor soul
but avail itself in honest unselfish ways
And above all always love oneself
Graciously for now and every day...

Anna Kelly

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ilusions-of-the-heart/