Wind whirl
A dozen people in front of me
A dozen people that are to be
The love of ones life
A love that’s rife
But confusion holds on
When males and females are thorn
Between a need and a lust
For love that’s cussed
According to so many eyes
Knowing that so many surmise
That falling for the same gender
Is wrong
And should be undone
It’s sad how most
Never toast
On love at its best
When it’s safe in our nest
Be proud of who you are
In your life,
You’re the star…