In the warmth of my bed,
With no loved one,
to heat up the cold,
That runs through the spine of my bones.
And my cloth won't cover the soles of my feet,
Nor the crown of my hair.
I hear a tiny exasperating voice say,
You have got to loosen yourself.
You want to love?
You have got to loosen those strings of fear,
Pride, a disaster that displaces the feelings of belonging.
You want to love again?
Lemme teach you, sweet little child.
To dispose of your,
a notion of what figure should embody a man.
And what asset you're worth.
Let's love again,
Let's loosen the heart.
Give her the liberty to beat once again.
Make the jump at the sound of my voice.
Let her thump with unexplainable gladness,
At the thought of me.
And when I'm gone,
Let her long for me.
Let's love again.
SEBASTIAN ASUEM
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