Letting it free,
Is not me.
So I let it be.
Wanting to let go
Of what's really hidden inside of me.
How can I begin
To express my ways?
As well as you can yours?
Only wanting you to
Hold me so tight.
Helping to make it right.
Feeling restless,
In every hug.
Only believing
That what I'm feeling,
Is true; So crazy.
Easily trapped within
Your heart,
Your eyes,
Your sense,
Every soft, gentle,
Kiss.
How we can make love
Inside mentally.
Leaving me dreaming
Of how easy
It could be.
To let go free
Of what's hidden
Deep inside of me.
How we could light it up,
Making it more right.
No fight; Just bright.
How am I able,
To be so aroused,
But resist,
Of what's hidden?
That's not letting go,
Until it can be shown,
And known.
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