Wildfire contagion

What creature, out of Oran Mor’s infinity of sound, selects the very words to cut my spirit down

She’s not even gay

Look at you, no longer really human, not even grace, a soulless campaign poster; hate

When I sought enlightenment, before I met you, my muse, I would not give up on love to-

According to theology, twas written, that love, everything must be overcome, tis not true

Universe sat in heart

Pushed by grubs, political wildfire advances, humans who abandoned love, long ago

With those on my back, nothing ended or begun, not changed, ash fell to earth, pollution

Green planet

When I love you, I love the dark goddess too, I don’t know why, I see light in you, play

I’m gay and proud,

Dancing spiral of love,

Earth spinning round you,

My love of you, at last, exists in enlightenment, love, comes to me in you, nothing changed