When the Caged Bird is Set Free

Teddy.15


If love was really lust and lust was really love 

what type of love would you like to have?

gosh, have I confused you?

often I sit and imagine

for a moment that love wasn't so dark and painful?

and lust, lust would be long lasting

surrounded by the safety of honest and open arms

acceptance and encouragement

candle light and cherished moments

and an obscene amount of sweet kisses

with butterflies in our gut 

that would be ever present 

each time we awake from slumberbash

from dusk until dawn

lust would fill our every need

and love would fade and die instead of lust

and like a caged bird set free

I would fly into the sky 

to sing my song. 

 
 
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  • sorenbarrett

    Turning things on their head is a good way of mixing what is inside. Love the concept the word love is the common ingredient listed on the label of most bottled passions. A most fun read but also mind provoking once one got past the smile.

    • Teddy.15

      🤗 right!!! Yes you know how much I love to mix it up dear sorrenbarret, thank you for smiling I can actually feel it. ❤️

    • Jerry Reynolds

      Great read, Teddy. I have never been able to separate the two.

      • Teddy.15

        Isn't it a wonderful subject 🤣 thank you dearest Jerry 🌹

      • Goldfinch60

        Love will always be my freedom Teddy, it has been all my life and I cannot see it being any other way. Good write.

        Andy



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