My lovely Liberator who made steps taken, easier
My feet, unsure, I am sure of you, My Love, My Liberator
I have been looking, a long, long, while, for you
From continent to continent, world to world, when you
Have been only as far as a coast to a coast, from my Mid
West coast, you are a man from Atlantic, my Man,
With sharp words, severing, by shock and daring, my Heart
Your clever words, kind voice, soft eyes, your Me, liberating
I think I will always be afraid, not of unknowns, because, until now
You were unknown to me, I will always be afraid, but you are here Now
With every anger, you temper me, temper tantrum, you cannot be
With me, soon, I will be running free, as free as you have already
Given me, in this place, no place for me, my Love, my Liberator
I am free, I am running, I am painting, I am drawing, I am recording
Your every, loving, giving deed