I’m a free spirit in my own way,
bearing my outer chains all intact,
Then you arrived
as the manifestation of
my free spirit
that knew the possibility
of free love and real freedom.
Your free spirit trapped in its freedom,
But freedom lay still and intact,
trapped within you,
And you proudly proclaim,
‘So many freedoms are
enchained within me!
Aah, how much I’m trapped
in my set of freedoms!’
I see all this by holding you
as a mirror in my life,
This ecstatic insanity
makes me laugh and cry
without any walls between them,
And floating in that tranquility
I need not have your body
to feel you in me.
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