Day by day they see us, working side by side.
And without a second glance, they see what's
Obvious to all.
Mundane ambition. Dutiful submission.
Lives of service to our country, bound by oaths.
They assume where our loyalties lie.
Day by day they glimpse us, familiar company.
And from the corner of their eye, some think they see
Something more.
Unlawful predilections. Lustful indiscretions.
Whispers of selfish impropriety, ensnared in lies.
Ignorant of our true fidelity.
They look but they can't see;
And if they see they'll never understand
The truth of how we're bound together.
Flesh seldom touching, spirits entwined,
We're wrapped in blood and guilt and scars;
Cords of choice and consequence,
Two made one by stranded hopes
Of a future redeemed.
Vows of trust cut deep our eternal solidarity,
And forge the ties that bind us,
Past and future.
Intimate perception. Covenant devotion.
Layered in expectation and insinuation,
Blinded by presumption, they can never see.
Our Love.
This was intended for Royai Week 2018, but got a little delayed.
Huge thanks to That-Hoopy-Frood a for casting a critical eye over this and being generally awesome.
As always feedback is very welcome. Thanks for reading.