Wonderful love, hateful love

Wonderful love, hateful love

It made us ill, so very sick. Love did,
The silent killer.
The hate and ignorance of people...
     Wonderful love, hateful love.
     Glances stolen at school gates,
     Sport fields, trains and buses.
          The grazing knuckles across cheeks,
          Smiles, strafing past.
          There was always that wish,
          A longing to hold hands
          Without people staring,
          To kiss without their nauseous looks.
                       That pain deep inside that we try to hide
                       By smiling, talking loud, and fighting;
                       By denial, closets, being straighter than straight;
                       By marrying, having children...
                       And then be more unhappy.
               Wonderful love, hateful love.
               They say love is love,
               But what they really mean is that the only love
               Is between opposite sexes.
              And that? that is really sickening.

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                             It made us ill, so very sick. Love did.
                             Wonderful love, hateful love.
                             With my hands I shave your head,
                 This sharp knife, this fatty soap.
                 My hands softly caress your cheeks.
                 Pull your head against my shoulder,
     Arrange the oxygen so it won’t bother you.
     I hold you in my lap and hum
     The wonderful lullabies,
     The songs your grandma sang for you.
                    Love, this is love, the same love
                    They feel for their loved ones
                    When they’re dying,
                    The way you’re dying.

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I cry, 

so much I cry!

You’re a hole in my 

life. We all have holes 

in our lives, Where loved 

ones used to live I miss 

you terribly. Love...

Wonderful love, 

hateful love.

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March 24, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White