Look At Me Poem by John I Nash

Look at me I'm not what you see; you look only at the outside of me.
On the inside of my being, I'm in pain caused by you and the words that condemn to the end my love as unworthy.

To you and them it seems unnatural, to me natural in every way this day and always, when I hold my loves hand your stares show contempt.
To disarm your look with a smile I try but to no avail you only glare.

Why is my love so different than yours, and yours, a question I have asked many times?

Do you not love your Mother, your brother, your father sister or another? Do you love your best friend to the end?
Did you not cry when you lost your pet that day at the vet? My love is greatly more worthy than that.

Love is a desire for somebody, a passionate attraction that gives satisfaction down in ones soul does not matter the gender only that you be tender.

From the start I knew that my love was true and pure as only the divine universe could bestow upon us.

Open your eyes and see my embrace of this grace as I hold the one I love, and know our love is strong and will survive your assaults, being timid is not one of our faults.

No amount of torment or inequality imposed upon us will define or stop our love for one another.

My brother, my mother, my father, or another, do you not see me?

Dedicated to Kimmy, a true fighter for the equal rights of ALL those who love.