No Explaination

Let Go

Why can’t my arms release
The beast inside my heart
Gentle and kind and perfect sublime
It rests in me only there
Lingering until I can’t see
Anywhere without it somewhere.

My beast is sixteen
She is my image queen.
Dyes her hair cut short
The same way she is with
Eyes that tantalize and
Lips made for crisp soft kisses.

Unloose from my heart
Beast please take your part
Inside my life. Discontinue
Being my image, be my friend.
Still sixteen queen but real
And known to be free from me.

Epilogue

I thought that I
Had let you go
None will loose you from
Me. Too many times I
See Images of you still
Where I tried to leave you
Once, to create for
Me a different view a
Free way to let you live
Inside.

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