Poetry

I see the world 
And the people it holds
I see the passion within there souls

I, am alone 

I see the couples holding Hands
Expressing they're love, with every chance

I am alone 

I see the smiles, I see the glee 
I see my pain, I see my grief 
I am, alone

But she couldn't see that
She saw a man 
And without a word she grabbed my hand 
I am.. 

No, she whispered 
With two fingers pressed against her soft rosy red lips 
You, are free.

And just like that with a stroke of her hand 
Her garnets on the floor and us on the bed
We were free

It was my first time making love to an angel 
With her hands on my head and my lips on her navel 
We were free

Like one, our bodies moved to rhythm 
Swaying back and forth while screaming FREEDOM!
Haha yes we, were free

Until the morning as I rolled over to see a note lying on the corner reading, "remember you are free"

...I, am, alone.