Prison of Love

I love you

it’s this box that’s making me mad

this decadent prison of love

loaded with sweet expectations of tommorrow

this place that longs to break the horse

binding the infinite static

predictable even

for the sacred feast of debaucherous lovers

seeking asylum of certainty

contending change,

an impossible feat

for all is metamorphic

and ashes prevail in the realm of longing

but there is a place

somewhere

outside of time and space

that has no unfulfilled needs

no latent desires

for in this place there’s truth

a quantum realm where nothing is separate

and all is as it should be

it’s in this place that our spirits dwell

wrapped in love

free of the labels and limitations of mind

free of the fear based institutions touted by the world

and free of any doubt

should we have the eyes to see it

for this wise place knows

that our love was never born and so

can never die

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