Dripping from your mouth
Leisurely falling in my soul
Pushing my heart south
Harvesting Identity
Liberation in narrowed eyes
Painted for my own
Blind to all iniquity
Healing sorrow sown
Cultivating all of me
Liberation in a smile
Sly, yet not too guarded
You may give it to the world
But, I will keep it shielded
Promising fidelity
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