And So, Be It Resolved
Shackled through the covenant
of marriage, where is autonomy?
And where complete autonomy is
absent, so is freedom, the liberty to
do as you wish when you wish to,
with whomever the fancy takes. A
second, a third and a final thought
on the matter leads to the firm
conclusion of conviction born of
a half-century's value of experience
working toward the second tranche
of a century and therefore be it
resolved that this signee to that
convention has the priceless freedom
to enjoy life in the steadfast company
of that other; the freedom to share
joys and sorrows, confidences and
confidence, labours and recreation,
conversations and bedroom intimacies
some not even in the bedroom, along
with adventures and sojourns,
delights and surprises, danger and
rescue, hope, health and survival.
Monday, September 22, 2014
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Poetry
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