A Sonnet on a Hidden Life

I beg you to approve our chests' desire

to stop sorrow from poisoning our blood

and when this world against us shall conspire

I will keep this vow though disgrace will flood

not of tradition this affair we've been

assumes the honor of hate, hurt and shame

sinful we've been to eyes that have seen

our same earthly acts to secure our flame

we live in a time that is not our time

for we are considered not for who we are

heavens, when did hearts' voice become a crime

that our cups you want to un-knot afar

In this isolation we must be strong

to prove our worth, just you and I along.  

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