Naive
by Writer
I have what I have
and that is all I can give
I cannot speak for the married
I am as single as the earth’s only moon
I cannot lead for the frail
My flesh is still fresh like a glacier stream
I cannot breathe for the famous
My name is not a billboard
I cannot sing for the couples under the sheets
This virgin body has not met another
I can only play for the restless
My hairs raise and my soul shivers
I can only dance with the passionate
Springs of conviction feed into this growing river
I can only lie with the broken
This smile is a trick of the eye
I can only laugh with the naive
as my experience leads me the only direction it knows
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Well done my friend…
I adore this, and it makes me feel a bit melt-y