Freedom from love?
Is there a time when love will remain still in our hearts?
Or will it move in constant motion toward an unknown?
Is there ever a time when our hearts will accept the love given?
And offer more than we have ever known without asking for more?
Is there a time, perhaps a crack in the universe where I can hide devoid of all watching eyes?
And reaching hands that only take where all pain oozes from my pores?
And escapes me where all the tears fall from my eyes onto waiting planets in need of rain?
Is there a place in this universe where I belong without want of anything?
Is there a spot that I can call my own without needing anyone?
Let me crawl into that black hole where everything disappears into oblivion's
Grasping fingertips, finally releasing me into freedom.
Freedom from love?
Or will it move in constant motion toward an unknown?
Is there ever a time when our hearts will accept the love given?
And offer more than we have ever known without asking for more?
Is there a time, perhaps a crack in the universe where I can hide devoid of all watching eyes?
And reaching hands that only take where all pain oozes from my pores?
And escapes me where all the tears fall from my eyes onto waiting planets in need of rain?
Is there a place in this universe where I belong without want of anything?
Is there a spot that I can call my own without needing anyone?
Let me crawl into that black hole where everything disappears into oblivion's
Grasping fingertips, finally releasing me into freedom.
Freedom from love?
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