Agent Elusive

May I not be another pawn
Agent of the same old story
I want to tell a new one
That rips the seams of the clothing we’re all tired of wearing
To cover our restless beings
To clothe a naked beauty
Why are we ashamed?
As a shy evening bride
Hides in darkened light
What a lover rightly adores
His patience reassures us
Of who he says we are
Are we another bolt in a broken regime
Or a key to unlock a bottled up sea
Crawling out of self-delusion
Walking for the first time,
Heal our eyes of deep illusion
Sleeping for the last time

 

 

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