Your Heart

When puritans surround you and tell you what must be

it can be a struggle just to let yourself be free.

In the end it’s not their life and they can live their own;

it’s not by eating others food that your soul has grown.

Your feet go where they feel best and to your hearts desire

set the world alight around you with your loves bright fire.

About a foolhardy florilegium

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