Within the portal of your fragrant smile
A twinkle be or beacon
Or wonderful sunshine tonight
Long have I searched this little eternity
A trifling inside a cage she painfully bore
Cut me a slice of freedom
I don’t want this knotty tether, nor the black
That does not ease into my thoughts
And the words are pixie dust,
This mind a solemnity chained
While my heart in another’s bosom smiles
And yet I bleed into this page
Between lines that sear the ropes
And I see no more I am not me
A whisper smites as much as a scream
And I call this a life.
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