Do Not Love Me

Do not love me
if it holds me in shackles
that bind me to stillness
when I long to dance.

Do not love me
if it plunges me to depths
that drown my words
when I long to sing.

Do not love me
if it carries a fog
that clouds what I see
when I long to dream.

No, do not love me.

Author: Marz

⪻ she | siya ⪼
I am a 1.5 generation Filipino-Chinese American immigrant, born in Makati and raised in Southern California. I write, paint, cook, express. Professionally, I am with a national nonprofit organization working on public health, behavioral health, and health justice issues. My background is in education, research, medicine, and health policy and law. Casually, I am a cat lady.
 Based in Los Angeles, California.

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