Pinkies
The world doesn't understand our love.
It cannot comprehend the myriad of emotions you make me feel.
They do not see us the way we do,
Only seeing us as two females in a heteronormative society.
They do not see the fact that gender has no place in the rules of love,
That it is ignorant to love another for their sex and not their heart.
The world doesn't understand our love.
So, we must hide it
Behind closet doors.
But every so often,
In public when no one is looking,
We show a tiny portion of our love to the world
In the form of holding
Pinkies.
This poem is about:
Our world