15—love

you’re my lifeline at times
when I feel
my divine decline
you’re my refinement

defining me
a sublime line
siding with alignment
not lying with confinement

and where smiles are entrapments

you’re my encouraging climate
helping me climb
caged walls of consignments
you’re my deliverance

from defiant tyrants
your highness in private
is a timeless horizon
you are my sunshine

when skies are grey

ink is free, so...

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