Letting go
Of any power we might have over each other
Of any plans or hopes for the future
Of any memories that could imprison us in the past
Of any idea that love could be anything but all-inclusive
Of your womanhood and my manhood
Of who you think you are and who I think I am
Of who you think I am and who I think you are
Of anything that shackles us together
Of anything that might seem to split us apart
Of the boundaries of our flesh
Of fantasies of place or time
Of anything that limits our freedom to be anything we were created to be
Of everything but love
06/05/08, 1.51pm
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