Love is Complimentary

They say if you love it set it free
Sometimes a beast needs tied to a tree
My passages lead to a sanctuary
And my love is complimentary
There is never an admission fee
No need for a lock or a key
But none of them can apparently see
They’ve lost visibility
And their souls to a degree

© Delia Ross. 2019

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