Your Love

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I am bound and chained, unable to move
Not allowed to explore, unable to run
Feet stuck to the ground, eyes on you alone
Your love is like shackles binding me to you

And although I love you, I don't love me for it
I would love to love me, so I can love you even more
But then you see me and smile, and it has to be enough
Your love is a cage from which I can't escape

But they say that its wonderful, there's nothing quite like it
And sometimes you are delightful, and I love you for it
Its heady and alluring, and I can't get enough
Your love is like a drug; I'm addicted to you

So yes; I am bound, I am caged and addicted
And I know very well that your love is bondage
There's one thing I wish for, even more than my freedom
That you, like myself, are in the same bondage.

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