Beyond Judgement I Find a Reality Called Acceptance

We see We fall We don’t think We might But we don’t decide It’s hard for perspective To conquer feelings Something wrong or something right His eyes or her eyes Her eyes might be his eyes And his hers Does it matter? Two people can Be more than their anatomies More than being what the world sees Two people can be perfection Can feel perfection, can make perfection With just being Because love in its truest form Is more than a physical emotion But never superficial Between two who maybe identical Or not, different or not No matter where they are, who they are Sometimes though unconventional Who are we to judge To ratify that it might be Acceptable?