Between two who love, who shall say
what play is foul? Only they.
Where two say yes, the world
has no say no.
It is allowed to, though.
Such say is dumb. No force,
no harm. A guess,
and wrong
as it turns out.
We're free
to go and free to set,
this is
our song. In knowing yes
for only us, we make
what we're about.
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