I love without consent
Real freedom as intent
True love as it’s meant
Never with resent

They see me without worth
Or maybe something worse
Yet still it’s love I birth
And free to all on Earth

I love without return
In peace and rarely scorn
A fire that will not burn
And every direction turned

© Delia Ross. 2019

“Why doesn’t he love me daddy. Why?”

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