Rocky Horror Love, a poem for her

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Rocky Horror Love

She brought my life to life.

She was beauty and intellect,

Energy and interest

And confident femininity.

She wore a lab coat and glasses,

With a pencil in her bun.

She wore striped tights and glitter,

With short skirts and bangles.

How I’d like to see her now,

My Rocky Horror Love,

But our love was only mine,

Invisible wall of heterosexuality

Holding one kind of love on my side,

And another on hers,

Like two universes sharing

A simultaneous, sensational sunrise.


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