Love

I need to learn to love a man, and that man is me

‘cos if I do not love him then how can he be free.

I need to learn to walk upright accepting I am me

and knowing that the man I love is finally set free.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

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