The band that bonds

matters not

whose hands

it intertwines,

only that

their hearts match

and make

the same promise.

Love is not coated

by pre-set limits,

but rainbowed

with the streaks

of life.

No law is higher

than the call

of a human heart,

no master stronger

than raw


--If a rose of any name

is sweet,

love with any partner

is real:

The only body

not fit for marital bed

is the governmental,

marriage is forged

in love,

not limits.


This one may not be very good, but poetry is how I use my voice most of the time.

I had to say something.