Under the moons umbrella,
That chilling embrace
When the sun has fade away
We lay the divinity of our love’s grace.
Defying the homophobic shadows
That creep in like a race.
Silhouettes slithering about
Like vultures ready to devour us.
A forest void of play, rich with prey
Nosey leaves, loquacious crickets, unscrupulous birds.
we lay our secrets to deep sleep.
Deeper to the roots
Closing paragraphs about how we weep
The long suffering seeking acceptance.
That lingers from page to page.
We wrote sometime with rage
Other times, still trapped in cages
We sung our throats out
Ghostly whispers,hate etched on tree shoots
Mournful cries, dead to divinity.
In the dead of night,
Darkness thick and quick.
To devour the divinity of our love’s grace
Dreadful howl of the wind.
Stripping apart our whispers
Stars hide their faces.
Everyday, they turn on new phases
Denying us light in this chase
To love without fear.
Evil takes flight.
Tighten it’s belts high and low.
But we aren’t ready to bend so low
Either….
In this sick world,
Which begun with Love
and choosing not to walk with it
In this crippled world
where hate breeds in the souls of men
To create hell on earth for us
The uncertainty lingers like a migraine
the horrors it holds, the pain it causes
In this twisted tale,
where terror unfolds.
Because we cannot love the same.
Where to some, it is for fame
To term others as lame.
We aren’t ready to bend so low.
We will not be molded by this world any more
Our pride, Is still a rainbow ride.
I am A 🌈 Divine Energy. I Rain 