Not Quite Free

This is what you mean to me

My horrifying agony

I try to let you leave me be

But all I see is Liberty



In face and name you look the part

Beautiful and cold as thought

Though how your heat you do explain

I know not, for here I’m sane



The heaviness of lying here

beplagued by doubts (too close, too near)

Has left me able to do naught

But stare at all that I have lost



For the thing that only we two know

Gives my solitude and snow

That thing that figures me a fool

For loving that which kills my soul



So now I run to save my faith

In beauty of a shining place

As the partner to my love

Chances flying, wings the dove.



But now i dare not follow you

The one who killed to see me true

if only now to conquer me

and steal from me my honesty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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