could I have
could I have ever suspected
that I could give up and give in
to the love already there
without wanting it inflated
could I have anticipated
this opening of arms
the satisfaction of only touching his hair
no I could not
I sincerely thought
an illusion can only disperse
by the supposed light of its own fulfillment
and in this I was always waiting
coerced into manipulating
when even the greatest achievement
would have been just a sculpture of ice
and now that I’m finally breathing
beginning to see the real light
now I have all these gifts at my feet
I do not even have names for yet
a philosophy of freedom part 1
