Once more, my self, my core
Has risen and risen, a hold
And upon me, you have no more
But still I am yours, as ever
And ever, no more untoward ever
No shackles and walls, no sore
This forever; a change, a sever
A spread and a wing, as free
To bring us back together
To once more drift, in glee
To drift away and to each other
To touch and care, my one true lover
My wrong, a thief, a stress
To keep you from my pure caress
And bring our hearts together less
Your heart, so true, drifts above
And with this one, sunlit feather
I can once more touch your love
Your love, for us, forever
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A good work, very personal.