Lesbian Poems - Poems about Lesbian

If our love is a sin, then heaven must be full of such tender and selfless sinning as ours— Radclyffe Hall Explore themes of love and identity Of Stephen Gordon’s innate sense of masculinity Since a child, her desire, ‘women’ The idea that if love is considered a sin The unfolding of a female sexual invert The act of...

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I am a rainbow kid I take pride in who I am And embrace the crown as I am These colors I embrace, This rainbow, running through my blood stream. They call it debased, But, I call it redeemed. My identity I embrace, Out of the ordinary, I've Created my own special place. Showing a full display to the world, Freely, Unapologetic, And delightedly...

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There’s a tugging in my chest It leads me straight to you Bubbling, broiling love and luck Of pink and golden hue A kind and sweethearted soul Deserves the world anew And when she talks, my heart goes light And face burns red for you Sweetheart, sweetheart, hug me close Pull me tight to you My little blue jay, birdie, love Fire alarm, love me too ...

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I'm willing to worship Any girl that calls me a name other than disgusting The world is progressive But it has not moved forward I turn to face the linoleum, saying, ...

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i see the way you look at him, holding his hand, kissing him, and i see you’ve been cursed. cursed to love a man you never truly loved, cursed to lose the girl who gave you butterflies. if you were a boy, you said, so many years ago, i think i’d want to kiss you. so unsure of yourself in your sentences out of...

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Does it all matter? That I am gay, I am a lesbian? Does it all matter? that I am transgender, I am Intersexual? or rather Asexual? tell me, Why does it matter how I walk, How I dress, How I speak. Is my confidence threatening you perhaps? That you want to crush my spirit so bad with silly questions and remarks. I am a she, she is a...

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I cant help but ask why. Why did she become my friend way back in year 12. She was so funny, and kind, and perfect. so perfect. Why would she choose to spend time with me. I wasn't fun. I was quiet, and sad most of the time. But she chose to stay with me. A year has past and...

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You told me a lie You said that you were gay Found out you were lying Now I’m feeling betrayed Said you were a fem And that you loved only women Now you want to explore That haughty trans woman I’m hurting inside Cause I loved the woman in you Now you say it doesn’t matter Cause it’s what they told you to do Said you...

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She's not long been heartbroken, a four year long romance, all to be ended in an instance, she thought there was no chance, that the one she loved would hurt her, its part of the devils dance. it hurts to see her hurting, i wanna take it away, to transfer all of her pain to me, god, i wish there was a way, for me...

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no need for publicity. for praise. for the approval of my more popular friends. its a quiet kind of yearning, a lurch in my chest that is barely containable. the desire for a rainy day, the house to ourselves, for cold, sock-less feet on the kitchen floor, and for drawn blinds. a real desire. a...

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Sappho Translations II That country wench bewitches your heart? Hell, her most beguiling art’s hiking her dress to seduce you with her ankles' nakedness! Sappho, fragment 57, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Sappho, fragment 138, loose translations/interpretations by Michael R. Burch 1. Darling, let me see your face; unleash your eyes' grace. 2. Turn to me, favor me with your eyes' indulgence. 3. Look me in the face, smile, reveal...

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Sappho Translations I Sappho, fragment 132 (Lobel-Page 132) loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch 1. I have a delightful daughter fairer than the fairest flowers, Cleis, whom I cherish more than all Lydia and lovely Lesbos. 2. I have a lovely daughter with a face like the fairest flowers, my beloved Cleis … It bears noting that Sappho mentions her daughter and brothers, but not her...

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A flicker, a spark The all too familiar fear of feelings I see you as an apple orchard in bloom The honeybees harvesting their bounty And I hear your name I think about Romeo and Juliet Not that you would cause a catastrophe More of my heart already planned our wedding What flowers to plant in our garden How wonderful you would look in...

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too original to accept flowers your love tank fills by the hour 'tis I, the wonder of your dreams confessing to a bed of such steams. You, of milk chocolate-like coloured eyes mesmerize these thoughts of mine, I could never neglect all that we've become. My oh my, we're still quite sparked to flame, who knows when we will be...

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He is Sir Fabulous Fabian Supporting a neighbor lesbian, Whose name is either Miss Bibian Or one that sounds much like Vivian; Would by the neck her haters grab And force them to board a fast cab… I had my firm question for Fab: “if he would butcher on a slab, Who with charcoal lesbian’s face dab” “No! I should like robbers them...

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