Will you gambol along with me?
Frolic with glee galore.
Playfully romp across the fields of freedom.
Frisk about with no thought of embarrassment,
No blushes of shame,
Cavorting with your lover,
Liberated by eager spirits of joy.

Will you?

I am here and we could be open
And happy once more,
Just take my hand,
We can be released from our existential
Madness,
Our emotions on exhibition,
Open,
Just we two,
Balancing the acts of random happiness
With the needs
Of conformity.

Will you?

Will you only allow me the truly divine
Ecstasy
Of being me being with you once more
As before?

Will you?

I have gamboled with you before,
Once more may we dance,
Trip along hand in hand,
Showing ourselves and the world
The truth,
That we are two.
We are always, forevermore, 
The two of us,
Gamboling,
In love.

Will you?