I am unbound,
free to be mine,
cast my wish,
push my will.
I am not sure yet
will you be mine.
If the skies could bend,
mountains could move,
oceans could serenade
still won’t wish,
but for you.
Reckon the heart,
wants freedom
more than love,
but still play the songs
wooing you
with my rhymes.
Affectionately yours,
The Horseman.
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