No man has the right,

To tell me who to love,
Or when to love,
Where to love or how to love.

No man has the right,
To criticise the one I love,
The time I love,
The place I love or the way I love.

No man has the right,
To scorn my right,
If I choose to love you,
All the time, anywhere, in any manner.

And I do choose to love you,
All my life, wherever I may be,
With all my heart.