Lesbian School Poetry

(Note: This poem has also been published at Gaysi-Family on 12th August)

Your morning is so bright

that my heart wants to speak out.

This loneliness is so

I cannot write

for the loneliness is killing me.

Kiss my breasts with yours

so I can breathe.

Where is the life

that I am looking for?

When I think, Why is it that

my thoughts are between your legs?

... your lips taste so salty.

Let us bleed into each other,

so we can stop feeling the absence

of our togetherness -

- deep inside our bones.

So we do not have

a morning that is not shared.

 

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Conversations with My Ex-Girlfriend: Part-1

Our conversations are often complex, compact and intense. Narratives help in clarifying concepts, semantics and are important.

Therefore ...

Me: she has this thing about me touching you - to be precise, she thinks that I may touch you.

She: 'may'?

Me: she rules in her festival of crazy emotions.

She: will she come to her senses?

Me: I am hopeful... at times - because am so optimistic.

<snip>

Me: Have you checked the latest on the "intelligence" front? They want more volunteers.

She: what's up with those jack asses?  - have they decided to change their pace of mass murders?

Me: that is approximately it... some cause for concern. If the warehouse is that way, then how will the showroom be?

<snip>

She: There is something I need to say. Only girls should exist in a woman's world. Why are you always the girl of a lesbian relationship?

Me: (you mean she is lesser) I will try to find out.

She: You 'will' or 'promise to'

Me: I promise to.

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