Judgement.

When people look, what do they really see?
Do they label us gay or simply you and me.
Do they know of the tender moments we cherish and share?
Of our gentle loving and unity, or do they really not care!
By kissing you on the cheek, is it that I really do offend?
Or is it ignorance the defiance of not wanting to see or compassion to
lend.
You don't see all the little things that mearns we are one,
Look into your heart, is been in love really that wrong?