Can't Hold Us
Society has laid so many restrictions on the same love created on day one.
Age is just a number. Age is a measurement of our time on Earth.
Time is money. Time is not love.
If love is blind, then it certainly can’t see in black and white.
The pasts of our colors hold no leash on our future of light.
Although your exterior is more recognizable, your interior is no greater than mine.
Yes. You are loved, but so am I. After all, we are of the same God.
Our preferences are undesirable; our desires, unpreferable.
Alone, we are very different people. Together we bleed the same blood.
To everyone and everything telling us no, we could say yes.
It’s not their life, it’s not their love, and they can’t hold us.
Inspired by Ray 2wice
