let us try and speak in a language
that the two of us can comprehend
because you speak in the voice of reason
but my heart speaks to me

frowned upon, our love would be
two girls?
in this way?
something nobody could ever foresee

pagan and buddhist, what a pair
no religion holds our own hearts
only the hearts of those
who do not care

taboo, taboo, taboo.
Freaks, we would be called
constant coos of former friends
always ridiculed

upturned noses and staring eyes
hidden away with broken cries
you and I could never be
but I still dream about you and me