Suffering


They must hide it, exile,
taboos inspire fear; im-
prisoned passion not for
the intolerant, verily, suffering!
the anguish needs release.

Months pass by, seasons change,
one must have patience if
there is any hope of staying sane.
When will the moment be
given chance, expression

Finds itself in movement?
the time is here, in fact, it was
eternally near. Subtleties, obvious
to those who understand -
feeling her soul in hand.

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