The Fabric

The fabric of the society 

Doesn't allow the 

Embellishment of our love.

The fabric of the society 

Doesn't allow the union of 

Our unique souls.

The customs And rituals threat us in every possible way.

But our love is like a free bird 

That knows only to fly,

Promulgating its purity 

And fragrance,

Exposing the hubris of the conceited souls.