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By: Aster Anemone (Author of Unheard Whispers)

Love me now

I am free of me

I have thrown out all

stuffed and sucked up

stones and hay

tiring it was, so I am tired

But happy as May

and chic as August

Ridden now spacy

O Love! come now

Every nook and corner

fill me with bliss

No anguish no pain

no hate no gain

no envy no rain

just me, remain

I am ready for you

So come to me

Unriddle, unstrained

Lawless, unchained

Freedom I offer

and Freedom I seek

No maybe's no if's

no shallow no meek

Here 'm standing

Now waiting for you...