How can anybody not be afraid of love?
Love breaks hearths
And severs family's
Love makes war
And peace
And love makes death
And life
And love is visiting the grave of Steve Rogers
At night
When the fans aren't there
When the thing leading him away from reality
Is the man in the moon
Love is accepting that this is how it is now
That people will always ask
Questions he doesn't want to answear
And that
Love is
Knowing that Steve would have wanted
To help fight for freedom
For everyone
Love is telling people about Steve
As the scrawny little kid
And telling the newspapers how they'd danced in the dark
When he came home from the docks
Love is telling them how
They'd lie in bed on his rare days off
Just laying there
Love is telling them how worried he was
And how long it took him
To reclaim those precious memories
And
Love is telling the world that Steve Rogers
The American hero
Was queer
And that Steve Rogers
The American hero
Fought for freedom for all people
Love is talking through the pain
Love is marching
Love is protesting
Love is visiting little kids
Who for some reason want to meet him
Love is sobbing at his grave
At four am
With sunflowers in his hand
The man in the moon and a stray cat watching
As he says his final goodbye to
The love of his life
