Freed

No one cared to ask
Not even you
The rest is the rest
It is the easiest to forgive you

For you in my head
A series of contradictions
For you there blossoms
A spectrum of emotions

For love takes prominence the rest is forgotten
And there’s no way out from this world we’ve begotten
A world in your words
A glide in your rhythm
An intensely poignant pause
For an inventive innovative prism

Allusions and allegories galore
All too aware to unlearn
Too well read to be amused
Too experienced to try new
Too familiar to be startled
The world within words
Has it lost the common touch?

Is that smirk smile grimace or grin I see
No longer your muse I, too, should feel free.

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