No House Of Correction

No house of correction Can suppress my love affair or desire. Lust is a keyhole that must be unlocked. I am a locksmith for jailers and safe beakers. Come to free and assist you on your journey. Your unfrequented dreams and your needs. The more wanton your desires The more forgiving, no doubt, I'll be. Come rest beside me and free your tiresome mind. There is no prison in loving one another. There are no bars, but the walls we've built ourselves... Does the shadow not perpetually follow and worship All lives matter? Does the moon not idly follow? The sun submissively in lesser parts? Love holds no one prisoner; it is only a song. Waiting to be sung. And I am the hymn sheet For all of that, if you want to sing or hum along.