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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