Sex is sex,
No matter the context
Be it love or lust
When people give of themselves
Bringing pleasure to others and self
Sex should be celebrated
Gone are the days
Where sex is ruled by church
Where men of the cloth
Casting shame
when they pillage their own vows
And missionary positions rule
Or, in a media driven world
where the human form is worshipped
Only when it conforms
To certain looks oft tailored
By knife and syringe
Somewhere over a rainbow
I have a dream
Of a wonderful world
Where I stand with all
And love is love
And lust is lust
And sex is for all
Where those who
Loved and lusted in secret
Can stand tall
Their lives exemplars
Of truth and integrity
Of a world where I can
Hold hands with my love
And kiss and giggle
Where those bearing witness
Look longingly at our passion
