Tag: self-expression

You asked that I to write a song of me
And, humble, I could never think to be
So bold, so arrogant - if yet true;
But this is me, and of me, just for you:

A soulful one, am I, depths fathomless
To most, currents lost in my soul's progress;
And, losing most while wand'ring through my life,
Alone, I find myself, at times in strife

And so, seeking for still a better way,
Beyond culture's customs, I'm known to stray
More pleasure, perhaps, I earn than peers;
Stirring sometimes, unwittingly, human fears

Chafing often at such consuetude,
Exam'ning life's and love's true magnitude -
My mind and heart swelling with all I've found:
That love and life and beauty yet abound

When willing parties will dismiss affray,
When expectations dispelled today,
When we let live and grow our hearts' true bliss,
When we dispense the fear of two souls' kiss

You asked that I write a song of me;
And song I write, impassioned wish to free
My heart, my mind of cloistered walls of time,
Released into romantic seas, sublime!

With all my heart and mind, I love; it's true
Some paradox of love: Many, and you —
Always my heart and soul munificent,
Yet I find, still, a mind's predicament:

How may one prove such a love is true
When love is shared by many, not by two?
When love is bound by only truth and trust?
When love is love, and lust is merely lust?

A poet's words flounder when love is lost;
A lover's words decline, if you accost
Her alimony, disesteem her way;
So, suspend all your fear, let love allay

An uninhib'ted life; let love be free:
I've found this truth proffered most sensibly
The depth at which I founded through my life;
The core of me, infused with love, is rife

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