Love like ours.

[C.M. Craft]

Love like ours,

other's scorn.

Their faces sour,

their children they warn.

Of this dangerous love,

that only harms.

Not so dangerous love,

when I'm in your arms.

They often say,

that their children won't be

They hope and pray,

they're not like you and me.

But things will change,

tolerance grows.

Love like ours,

they'll all know.

[Trab]

Neat. We can only hope for that improvement.

[colinian]

Nice. To the point. I love the way the themes are presented.

Colin