Crossing the boundary between prejudice, And steadily progressing towards coexistence.
Moe Scott
He stands stationary, now without even a glimpse of bewilderment Within his striking brown eyes. I halt just footsteps before his majestic silhouette, And wait. My breath escapes me As he extends his mighty hand, Guiding myself to intertwine my fragile fingers into his, Which enclose as I abruptly encounter a sensation, An unfeigned sentiment, Which I have never before experienced In such bare purity. He draws me closer, until our faces gently touch With Miss Moonlight as our sole critic. His sweat collects upon my own brow, As we smoothly remove our dissimilarities, And become one. And with one kiss upon his heavenly lips I realize. I stole all good in his life, And he stole my heart. No man or woman has ever been, Nor shall ever name himself Superior in regards to his friends or foes, And every so often Love may just be the only indication
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Of this enchanting truth. It was for me.
Orr Amran
Taylor Bray
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