You cannot own me.
Et dikt jeg skrev om morgenen onsdag 16/1-2008 om sann kjærlighet.
Nikko,
1 tiår siden
You cannot own me
You cannot
own me, for you see,
I am not
yours to own,
There is a
tiny part of me
That always
is my own.
My love and
my affection
I give
freely, if I know,
That I am
free to wander
Anywhere my
soul must go.
But if you
try to hold me back
Because of
fear or doubt,
Then, like
an ensnared animal,
You know I
must break out.
So if your
love is strong and true,
And free
from doubt or fear,
Then,
though my body’s somewhere else,
My heart is
always here.
Nikolai Kleppe, 16/1-2008
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