if distance is what i need
will you gladly provide it
and if my wild soul feels
that bonds are forming 'round my
artists' wrists and manacles 'round
my ankles yearning to bend in movement
then will you give way and set me free
from the tethers of your heart and
watch me wander into the glow of day?
Saturday, April 25, 2009
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