A SPIRIT FREE
Can I find in she
whom I've long sought,
whose hair cascades
and flows her thought
free as a river
or the hawk on high,
which soars in the wind
that brushes the sky...
can I find in she
the free spirit whom
might be my lover
unto the cold tomb,
who'll travel with me
on the path that I pave
across the wide globe
and the far-side of the grave ?
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