Love is the unconditional admiration and fascination with another being. The unexplainable attraction that brings beings together. The chemical reaction that happens with someone else but feels like nothing you have felt before. There are so many thoughts on love itself that my description of it may sound like the others. However, one thing I am certain about love is that everyone experiences it differently.
My love is forbidden. My love offended my family so much that they shunned me. My love is so hard to come by that I love as if it is the last thing I will ever do, which it might be if the wrong people found out my secret. I found love when I found a man that made my heart pound with excitement with just a glance. A man that makes me feel alive like no one else has before.
When we are with each other nothing else matters. When we are alone our love is no longer a sin. When we are together we are two men in love in a world filled with beauty. We share and grow our love together on our own piece of land in our house that we build.
This is our home, our love, our life, and we are happy here.
The end.
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