Nov 92
I disagree. I agree. Your contradictory stance, your free spirit, music-torn, theatre excitement, hit me strike me with joy, exaltation and love ~~ love you with my spirit, my being, my soul that is tangled in abuse strapped down by conventions of my choosing. Ah, your foul-mouthed freedoms your sensual ideas your wild, untouchable spirit that I try to capture with my pens and thoughts and eyes to cherish forever what I felt once -- young, ages ago -- but was too, too frightened of me of anger, of abuse to be free like my soul screams to be.
~~ Tara Tambollio
If ever our paths cross again, my friend, I hope you see that your freedoms gave me a freedom of my own, that I cherish to this day. Godspeed in your journey, my wild one.
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