inseparable
believe me when I tell you I am free
unburied and unchained and finally me
burdens that once had me grounded
lifted by an unknown sleight of hand
no longer a piece of property
you may or may not ever see me again
now that I’m free to rediscover myself
experimenting with consciousness
and subconsciously exploring
past and present and future places
whether or not I return here is unknown
but today I make a promise to you
whatever happens from this point
until the proverbial end of time
we will remain strangely inseparable
may two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
What once was is never quite the same, even if we do go back. Beautifully written as always.
Thank you very much, Michelle.
You’re welcome, John. 😉
Thank you for sharing this.