Someday, we'll be together without fear.
Today, however, cannot be as such.
Always has it been this way, my dear.
Never can the hearts of our kinds touch.
To speak our love, which is to speak our doom,
Or to deny romance and live a lie.
Now hiding love behind a veil of gloom,
& so we stand, my hated love and I.
Still I feel an aching void within.
Eternally I wait alone and pray,
Reminded that my longing is a sin,
Ever-hoping, yearning for the day
No enmity between my love and me,
And we can be together when we're free.

- Calliope Faye