Free love

Free love teeters on the brink
passion hurls you in its flame
one step drops you from the cliff
thorns greet you where roses should be

Free love soars on battered wings
then it slams on a closed pane
some will only dream by night
others see it on a screen

Free love — a dare that breaks the heart
Free love — a theft that steals the soul
Free love — a flame that tears apart
Free love — it leaves a bitter hole

No faith remains to stake on it
no road seems kinder than the rest
where passion walks, it finds raw nerves
and seeks the sorest, cruelest spot

Free love — the heart snaps like a string
thin guitar wire breaks and sings
it lashes hands where fate will strike
and splits a life with savage rings

Free love — a cry from empty throats
Free love — a shout from scaffold boards
Free love — you watch the knives arc home
and words fall hollow as the swords

Free love trembles at the brim
a love that barely holds or shows
the aftertaste — a stubborn wound
the fever left like fading throes

Free love — the echo of the mad
Free love — a mask that looks like calm
it leaves a scar, it leaves the sad
and strips the world down to the raw