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Sunday 23 June 2013

Absence of Free Will

It is not that I am torn
It is more that my mind
Seems to go just wherever it damned well chooses

I have been in love before
I am in love again now
Images & memories, that my mind frequently abuses

If on occasions forlorn
If caught on barbs that bind
I am resigned to follow her, go wherever she pleases

If to think of that spotlit dance floor
To shuffle so lightly, my how
With footsteps and body sways; she poses, she teases


from 
Looking Up The Hill :: Love To Make You Stand Back

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