See you’re caged?

It’s an awful thing,

a love it chained,

bound not freed.

The air wants it a

song you do carry

filled up by flame

if burden’s heavy.

Life passing by it

is given a fervor;

truthes within do

lighten a thunder.

Don’t let a soul a

person speak love

who denies freely

what you are of.

The air is there I

see it beg for you

to share a beauty

it you know true.

A heart bear here

on a solid ground.

Let no one own a

flame in abounds.