Constant Protest

My hand in yours is constant

protest

My lips on yours is constant

protest

My arm in your arm is constant

protest

My smile from your smile is constant

protest

My mouth on your head is constant

protest

My tears when you’re dead is constant

protest

They’re watching us

They’re wondering

They’re jealous

Because no one in love

can be mad at someone

else’s love

LOVE

IS

CONSTANT

PROTEST