sins we've committed
made us who we are today
let us be grateful
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Does it matter who you love,
Or who loves you?
Or, does it matter that you love?
That you love and be loved?
Why does who, or what, or why
Matter?
Love is its own authority,
Its own definition,
Its own explanation.
If you love, and,
Are loved in return,
The who, and what, and why,
And HOW,
Belongs to you and
The one you love,
Or the multitude you love,
The one who loves you,
Or the multitude who love you...
And, how you love is yours alone.
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your happiness is mine
this is the meaning of love
your pleasure is mine
this is the purpose of love
to be with you in all ways
is my greatest desire
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I wish you would love me,
But, although you desire that,
You have fears and wait for me
To declare my love.
Too different in so many ways,
That though I love you,
You cannot ever love me,
And I go to my grave,
With that in my heart.
If I had never seen you,
I never would have loved you,
But, I saw you, and was lost
Within the beauty of your mind,
Where I longed to remain,
Forever.
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trustful hand in hand
into danger together
learning as they go
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much too old and yet
still so full of endless love
no one wants to have
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In some beautiful future,
We will all love each other,
If we don't destroy each other,
Fighting about the definition of
Right and wrong and assuming
That when love and pleasure
Are combined we have somehow
Created evil.
Can we not understand that
Love is the good?
That loving one another
In every possible way,
Is what heaven must be like?
That when we love,
Every possible way,
We become gods and goddesses?
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Love who and how you will.
There is not right or wrong,
When the heart demands its due.
There iw no right or wrong
To genuine love.
What the lovers love,
What the lovers desire,
Is the right.
It is between
Their hearts and bodies,
And others have no right,
To call them wrong.
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i can see your soul
your body doesn't matter
when it comes to love
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be a prostitute
bring joy and pleasure to all
offer happiness
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caress is no crime
you and i same or different
let us touch with love
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would you think of me
one flower in your garden
touching my petals
Donovan Baldwin