freedom of tears and disappointed
trees wave goodbye to her fragility
line hands. sucked in by mothers
winds and blown away by my
eyes. my meaningful parted
eyes. i've caterpillar’d to your
sewn limbs before but just never
heard that truth again. the one
where you let me be me then
didn't let me be free.
i don't want to compromise bold
bald love for your neglect.
and then... i realized he clipped
my wings... only to make them grow
stronger and i am free of the words
free of free
just here without them and here
with you. freedom.
