it’s called love

exiled stardust, lovers in lust

kissing like nuclear fission

still forbidden, un-forgiven

gay people beaten with disgust

 

the love they feel, so very real

they’ve met the person of their dreams

love’s fabric joining at the seams

love defined as two who can heal

 

each other when nothing is wrong

they’re not a subgenre of love

its love everyone’s dreaming of

each other’s arms where they belong

 

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