On Freedom: “No price is too high to pay for the priviledge of owning yourself.” – Nietzsche

Could it be that I know heaven?
Embraced in your strong hold,
Thoughts of a world unknown
Of a feeling never felt.

Making me think.
You teach me.
Words spoken from your tongue of gold.
You amaze me.
Making me smile.
Into your eyes, I gaze.
You make my heart feel safe
Whenever you’re around me.

Could it be that you’re my heaven?
A place that I’ve longed for.
A place where I can tear down my walls,
And open my arms and embrace it all.