Free me from the bonds of your <br />sweetness, my love! Nor more of this <br />wine of kisses. <br /> This mist of heavy incense stifles <br />my heart. <br /> Open the doors, make room for the <br />morning light. <br /> I am lost in you, wrapped in the <br />folds of your caresses. <br /> Free me from your spells, and give <br />me back the manhood to offer you my <br />freed heart.<br /><br />Rabindranath Tagore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-gardener-xlviii-free-me/
