Can't we be crazy in love,

with no morals or restrictions?

Can't we love like there's no tomorrow,

even if we pray that there is?

Why is it that this love is forbidden,

left alone, hidden?

Why can we not be how it is,

for it is beautiful, flawlessly.

Our love wraps into us like crunching thorns,

binding us into eachother,

distant lights in the sky that dance together.

I'd follow you,

to the very tips,

yet why can that not be?

For our love is our greatest asset.

We can kiss together in the glow of the moon,

alabaster and pale,

as it washes us out forever.

We can dance in the rain,

we have no inhibitions,

and wait until we're wet and shaking and holding each other too tight to function.

We can sleep and laugh and cry and play.

So if we can...

Why can't we be?