WHAT USE, LOVE?
by Robin Shwedo
©: Robin Shwedo, 1995
If ever I needed a shoulder to lean on,
it would have been your’s.
And if ever I needed arms to hold me,
or someone to love,
it would have been you.
However,
much as I love you,
and much as I feel I need you,
if loss of freedom is the price,
what use is love?
This is in my collection titled Revolutionary Broads and Other Nightmares, which is looking for a publisher.
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