my wild is conditional

I will only be wild with a love that makes me feel safe.

My heart will slip right through selfish hands,

like fine sand running free without the possibility

of ever being contained,

escaping with ease restrictive palms

that try to distort the shape of me

in order to fit their needs

without respecting the edges and grooves

I have had to form

so I could survive

the storms of

this life.

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2 thoughts on “my wild is conditional

  1. Great poem ❤ And an awesome title.

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    1. Thank you so much for sharing that, and for reading! ❤

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