samelove
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I am a limited edition,
I know you don’t like this competition,
But I don’t need your permission,
To be in this condition,
We all attempt to know ourselves.
As people, we are born and the process begins.
Exploration of body and mind,
Blinking eyes and wiggling fingers and toes,
We search for answers.
It’s been a long time coming, women and civil rights, but yet we still segregate and hate. “Be different” they say, “be yourself”, but it’s illegal to do so. To love who I want and live happily ever after, forbid.
Hand in hand, down the street
A loving kiss on the cheek
Wrapped in a warm embrace
A soft caress of the face
Woman and man
Man and man
Woman and woman
Same love
Eyes connect
Shoulders rolling back
Chest puffed out
Plump lips of pure crimson
Curling up in a seductive grin
Beckoning that I come closer
And closer still
Breath quickening
what is love? love is a weird feeling. it makes you laugh, cry, mad, happy silly, and so much more. love is love. love chooses itself. one cannot choose who they fell in love with. love has no true definition. Love is the way you make me feel.
