Love

“I thought that love is being known” 

Love

 

Love is spiritual

It crosses all boundaries

Overcomes the physical

Demands of life

Dreaming of love

In a barren wasteland

Is what keeps me going

A unifying bold force

Intent on saving souls

Not destroying

Love is a conscious arbitrator

There is a line, which cannot be crossed

Identifying

What is right or wrong …

-Jean Winter

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A revolutionary type of love. What would that look like?

Love is about friendship

Love is my community 

Love is culture 

Love is love

Love is aboriginality

Love is my drug

Love is nation 

Love is blind

Love is tomorrow

Love is ToGetHer

Love is my world 

Love is boundaries

-Joshua Campton

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Particles Floating

Particles floating
Around my head;
A veil of dust
Was that my soul?
Was that my voice?
Escaping my body
To a place where
I would be loved?
Respected? Valued?
Where my desires
Would be considered?

Not for me,
Your motions.
Not for me,
Your sounds,
Not for me.

From the ceiling
I watched.
You unwrapped me,
Your eyes measuring
My worth.

-Pony Horseman

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