Wednesday, May 29, 2013


Hope now sees the desert flowers opening in the rain
To end time spent under a hostile sun and finally evolve
And soon the sweetest kiss of the honeyed bee is laid
Onto the brightest and most vibrant blooms of humanity
For now any two sentient hearts aged of consent may join
And in that new gender blind love; open a gentler door
Out of the desert and into the cool, green fields of equality