Enduring slave of Limerance
I am ensnared in a web,
shackled to the weight of limerence.
I rattle my chains of connection,
Ironically I fear the escape.
The disappointment of freedom…
My caged paradise of fantasy and lies,
intimacy and delusion,
Romance and limerence,
a false home…
a false hope…
Freedom is necessary to true salvation,
but am I elected to be saved?
What is the virtue of these boundless open lands,
When there’s no-one to share these deep waters with.
The waters of love are too wild for me to tame,
no matter how much I endure,
I am going to drown in this so called freedom.
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