Your Freedom Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

You, to desperately fill
my solitude, to feed me with
your laugh, to touch me where
the shadows clung to my soul,

To clash against me with
the thunder of your lips,
to pluck me out of the ground,
and whisper me your thoughts

...

My wish was my mistake,
to let you enslave me,
chains disguised as kisses,
night haunting me to you

When you only wanted
my suffering, my bragged
loneliness, my unsuccessful,
almost kisses

You were thin shaped, no,
not physically, your soul.
The borders of your lips
stumbled me, while others could pass

Your heart got out unscarred
I'm jellous of that, how you
rebelled against my lips
giving no explanation, or goodbye

...

After years, I am no longer in need
of them, your fingertips.
I have caught the wind, like you,
the madness of the waves

survived your freedom
without asking again
why you demanded it
abandoning me.