Not To Be

Not to be bought or sold

but to be given

and upon being given

preciously received

Not to be forced

forced to choose

Not to be told

what it is I can and cannot do

for you do as you please

and as you do

Now I feel a burning

The precious gift

that was my love

is now diseased

infested with half-truths

and lies

It was not always this way

but now and forever will be

For the precious gift

that is my love

is not to be bargained for.

© 1998 All rights reserved by Jeanne Gillott

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