Shibari

What we choose to do
A reflection of, a reaction to
True love I see in gorgeous eyes
Suspends the heart in bonds that tie

No patterns, no map, no guide
No rules, no escape… love suicide
Still true… No …truer still, love’s embrace
Is strong as rope, intricate and beautiful as lace

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