When You Are Free
When you are Free
Do you know yourself
Can you see inside the painted walls
Quick constructed plasterboards
The disguises you find
In a puppetry of events
Later on
When you are being
Without thought
And it will be in that easy company
When an unshackled second
Slips through you
With margarita salt
Your laughter will sound like yours
And catching you ginning
Find you then looking in; into yourself
This heart that I have seen
Did you know back then
With all the slight of hand
How you ever evaded the question in your eyes
What manner of you was so despised
When it accepted this bouquet of lies
Handed to you with all its petty flowery
Did you know yourself then
Do you know yourself now
Now that the fettered yoke has been lifted
Now that the twinkle of yourself
Has surpassed
You forget yourself
And in lilac ribbons of maidens vestal
Presumed more than the innocence
You where
You knew yourself then
In that calligraphy of wine and sangria
Unguarded
When you wrapped the fullness of your rapture
And twirled on daisy heads
Old time clocks blown by the breath
Of your freedom
Will I know you then
Will I have the courage
Should I then embrace this wild dominion
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