Haven't I loved you?
Yet, you would have my passion
folded back in on itself, and bound,
a gilded lily, a useless broken foot.
You would chain it until it could
never hope to prove itself to you.
You would have my body taken
apart, the pieces reassembled
into a more pleasing shape.
You would have me molded into
some most perfect vision, make
a beautiful, sparkling cage to keep
in whatever it is that I am now.

02/12/2004

Posted on 02/12/2004
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