Crescendo - Poem by Clau Day
Such happiness, as butterflies in the stomach
A raging fire.
Such pain, an ardor
From the deepest of my core.
The major part of my being
He came, and took me.
Is this an illusion
Or simply a dream, result of my
Dancing, I need freedom.
Singing, being able of breathing.
Screaming, the feelings' releasing.
Expressing this complicity
Between two souls set apart
In this high state of art.
Grown as a woman, no more than a human.
You own me.
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