The Miracle of Restraint: an ode to friendship
Back! Back! To the recesses of my heart!
There stay, and come out not.
Your chains are ringing
As you drag it around
Hung’ring for prey of a love unbound.
Back! Back! And come out not!
Your retreat and surrender
may bleed me to death;
better I be hurt, better I bleed
than someone I love
and lose the love I pled.
A bright day’s coming
and in calmness you may out come.
For you I shall open the door
and let you go, explore.
For that is what you ought -
a love not hid, but giv’n and sought.
Yet still, if once you step out
the precious becomes the prey,
and they you strangle and chain right away,
I’ll drain all my strength
Just to get you back to my heart.
Better I be hurt, better I bleed,
than someone I love
and lose the love I pled.
~16Feb2011
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