A poem.
You tell me I should be silent, our business I have told,
My soul is still within me, the devil has not been sold;
I care for none of the gossip, I’m proud to have been with you,
You should not let this affect you, unless it’s shameful to you;
F*ck the fact that people know, does this really matter?
Judgement of others – or pure and pleasurable to flatter?
We are what that matters, our relationship needs no flaws,
I understand the privacy but is that just yours?
No details have been uttered, however it’s plain to see,
A connection of such minds, a plain chemistry;
Playful and affectionate, mutual clear friends,
If this is antagonising you, perhaps this should end.
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