UNTRAMMELED MIND

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Untrammeled is the mind that runs so deep
holding no sleep- how I seem to always weep
never seem to bow or tier out in dreams.
Oh, dear friend, to my very end,
when you shell ever find true love
let the light shine deep within
to wash away those darken sins.
They say dreams are a place of narratives
of painful or sweet desires 
that can make the heartburn higher
than life could ever show 
but then darkness can easily make its way in.
Keeping you always feeling somewhat afraid
bring on the pains -
But always remember,
true Love conquers all darkness
that creeps into the air
that makes you feel unaware.
Since the body is only human
alone is neither rare nor good-
yet a loving spirit is untrammeled,
that can take away the dreams
that plays dark games on the mind.
Oh, Slender curl or ringlet of hair
swirled in the sunlight of care
where true beauty belongs
as spring cares on.
Woe is he that stands near me,
and woe to us, that never known love.

 -Judy Emery © 1980The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

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