You’re being blown by the wind,

Your body the same form as mine,

I watched as your long hair soars

As you stand under a summers pour

Is this love or is this lust, does HE matter or is it just us,

I’ll love with my heart; I’ll love you with my soul

But as society stands I can’t love you as a whole

My body tingles with your touch,

A hug good-bye or a comforting caress

Your gaze shifts through me as I stare into those eyes

Does it really matter that this isn’t right?