a heart released
into a breath
it is more than
letting go
I can not
hold onto
hold back
even keep at bay
these armies of you
so I surrender
like Jean d'Arc
like the ebbing tides
like the forests maimed
like those, who fall from towers
I surrender
this is not freedom
nor the conquering of love
it is a scream
unbidden,
it is the trickling of tears
uncoaxed,
it is the utter emptiness
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