Do You Truly Love a Woman
You say you love
the woman ... she is your everything :
your beloved, your adored,
your muse, your goddess ...
You write verses.
You exalt the female figure,
idealize her, and she is realized
thereby...
You imagine her shapes
colossal, ethereal in the
way that you
desire ...
You fantasize, you create
customize ... engender
in the mind...
All right, all complete
she is all that ...
But if you love her so much,
why the deprive of freedom,
why police her acts,
control everything ...?
If you love her so much, why
don't you let her live
her own personality,
her identity ...?
If you respect her,
worship, admire
and love ... why?
Do you kill her ...?
Do you love...? is this Love ?
killing,
murdering ?
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