NJ+GV

Four letters etched in stone,

a love I could not show,

a meaning known to you and you alone,

cradled by the letters I carved so long ago.

We laughed just like the rest,

our smiles were just as warm,

but still we failed their tests

when we could not conform.

Why do they insist on hate?

Why am I forced to hide?

Why must our hearts separate?

Why do they want our love to die?

While others stood proud

we felt fear.

Our love could not be spoken aloud

and only when hidden could we draw near

Together, we could not be seen

so, I settled for the next best thing.

Letters for us to sit between,

a throne where love is king

under a seat,

on the side of a tree,

in the wet concrete,

places only we will see.

There it's just you and me.

We're not under their tethers,

here we can be free

with all of our love in four little letters