The future is ours to take
This has gone on long enough
I'm not afraid or ashame
Of my love for you
It's chaste
Let's not let another moment go to waste
You possess my mind & heart
It's time to start
Being who we really are
Or else our hearts
Will forever bear the scars
I don't know what tomorrow will bring
I only know one thing
With you loving me
And me loving you
Together we can make it
Through the darkness
And into the light
What we feel is natural -- so it's right
No more lies
For you I will fight - die - live
Accept our destiny
Come to me
That's the only way we can be
FREE
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NOTE: How many SPT Readers have had someone romantically like them but was not given a real chance because of what others would say about it? When I wrote this poem, the word chaste was automatic. Mentally it meant 'pure' but when I looked it up: abstaining from unlawful sexual intercourse - is one definition. It didn't match what was in my mind. But there is also : pure in thought and act; innocent; free from lewdness and obscenity, or indecency in act or speech. Me loving/sexing a woman is pure, so I didn't change the word. I have my own standards of what is indecent and lewd and obscene.
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NOTE: Okay, I feel a bit like Melissa E now, seeing how I don't want to write another poem about breaking up or wanting someone I can't have beyond a romp.
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