Poetry / Discussions of Morality

She a            c
      p        a    h
         p   o        e
           r            s  my  a   r   m   s
today, not need
               ing them but
w-a-n-t-i-n-g. I am ready to
h
  o
l
  d her, but she has give
                          n
her LOVE to another. You came at the
d
   e
     a
        t
           h  of  Decem
                        ber, but
I have been here from the
beginning. My l  i  m  b  s
    ake  as I am discard
  h                     ed, but
s
still she t-o-u-c-h-e-s me. She
         s, and I am enlightened.
       b
     m
    i
  l
c
YOU make her        y, but
                l
             f
I make her
            FREE.