Accepted for Who We Are

You opened my eyes to the truth,
slowly drinking from this fountain of youth.
Poor fragments of an old world,
my heart in chains is on hold,
Yet you still keep me close,
like I'm a delicate rose.

Your hands go around my waist,
your lips on my own give me a taste,
of everything I wanted us to be,
now we can let everyone else see,
how nice it feels,
when there are no seals.

We are alive and free,
under this cherry tree.
We accept each other,
on this earth mother.
Love is always true,
you know that too.