Peep Show
By
Dennis Milam Bensie
Love enters, unasked.
On a hazy Sunday afternoon
The side garden was packed with watchful family and friends
Bearing flowers, cake, and punch.
A wedding,
Not too showy
But triumphant,
A sense of relief and pride,
The gallant pair,
Hot and flushed,
Stand hand in hand
On a little platform at the foot of a tree.
There is no preacher.
The two handsome men get tangled up in their love-talk,
Then they kiss with gaiety.
Husband and husband
Are jubilant.
At last, queer rights.
Two men can marry
And settle down
Despite the sex.
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