it shall not hold you down

hold to me to my own truth —

love is long and round and raucous

and shall not hold you down

to a name

but a way of being

to a creed

but an agreement

to an answer

but an action

love will not ask of you

that you will not rest or wrong me,

only that you know you must,

and will love again.

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