Freedom 's In
Freedom ‘s In Love
Four feet on the porch. Arrive.
Red: the passionate roses a simile for the flush of a face. Alive.
Electrifying: each touch. empowering voltage generated in a glance.
Expression: whole self in soft adoration. a simplicity in the trance.
Destiny or Fate: the authors of internal tranquility and perfected symmetry.
Openness untold: a vision of faultless light through the lens of predestined chemistry.
Made the journey: a home named “Unity.”
‘Simplicity in harmony: major chords shunning even minor punity
Initials etched in a heart:
Never shall they be apart.
Service ‘s In Love
Setting out, four feet out the door,
Every step is a battle, finding peace amidst war
Right, left, right, opposite as the poles… even so
Varied in nature, a YELL and a Whisper… even so
Intentionally afloat, breathing by will… yet together
Cunning as a fox, free like a bird…yet together
Each love is a journey, true love stopped was never sown
‘Seasons of sorrow, those of pain, the sky’s tears blending with one’s own
Initials end the same,
Never alone though in pain…
Copyright © Teagan Bobst | Year Posted 2025
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