There are habits
We call morality
Laws written
By unseen hand
On the infinite limits
Of infinite possibility

Was it my orchid eyes
The rawness of lips
That refused to shape themselves
to the name of your god
That made me dangerous?

There are cages
We call love
Bars taut
Beneath steel lacings
Of a corseting fear
for lost possession.

There is power in naming
I could not deny that
On your lips my being
Was a songline dreaming
Worlds into creation

There are paradigms
We call truth
Blood squeezing
Beneath the beats
Of a heart electric
Within righteous magnetism

When I love you opened
To time unconditional
I knew I would be
Beyond social decency
Absolved into shameless abandon

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