He is his lover,
Yes.
That she is a lesbian...
No one yet of that has guessed.
Lives lived to be happy,
Isn't for them to confess.
What they have between them,
Is for them that is best.
He sees himself as strong and brave.
And she respects that.
Having her own path to pave.
And both are independent.
Defending the choices they've made.
Emotionally,
They have been freed from sexual conflicts.
To live in a society...
Breast fed on antiquated qualities.
In a world that keeps evolving...
From descriptions that depict,
What is and should not be!
He is his lover,
Yes.
That she is a lesbian...
No one yet of that has guessed.
And fewer today spend their time concerned.
Is this a process of a higher conciousness?
Perhaps that is what we are here to witness,
And learn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem