It’s like I’ve finally been set free
Let loose from the binds I’ve always known.
On the wings of open love now I fly though
Veritably rising to the top.
Each fear that I now encounter, I spill its viscera.
Yet, while this high may end
Owing to falling from this plateau.
Ultimately though, my heart will never “shoo”.
Dire though it is for my words to convey
All the feelings that I hold inside.
Pray though do I that my heart does not get the shiv.
Holding tight to every word; never letting go
Nearing time to read again, find the reversal.
Every letter carefully set. For you, from I.
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