Lesbian??I cant sit here and pretend that nothings wrongLesbian??6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant pretend that I don't mind
I cant tell u I don't mind if u date that guy
I cant tell you that im mad
I cant tell you why
Even if you don't notice
I cant tell you can i?
You wont notice
You never notice
I will just go
You will forget me
But I will never forget you
I Love You
I Love HerI see her walking by,I Love Her8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I see her laughing,
I see her smiling
Her voice like music,
Her eyes sparkling,
Her hair flowing
I Love Her
She is my best friend,
She is like my sister,
She is like family
I Love Her
Yes, we are both girls,
Yes, she doesn't know,
Yes, i'm terrified to tell her
I Love Her
MinutesI'm thinking about your lips,Minutes6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
How they'll feel when I kiss them,
Warm, soft, sweet,
Slightly dampened by your tongue just seconds earlier.
I'm thinking about the noises we'll make,
Snuggled under the covers,
The quiet smack of our mouths as they move together,
The light whimpers as we tease and touch.
I'm thinking about waking up in your arms,
Feeling the beat of your heart against my ear,
Hearing your shallow breaths of slumber,
Inhaling the intoxicating scent of sleep on your skin.
Sixty seconds a minute,
Sixty minutes an hour,
Twenty-four hours a day,
I'm thinking of you.
Our Lesbian Love StoryI fell madly in love with her,Our Lesbian Love Story8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She fell deeply in love with me.
We met through an unfortunate situation,
But damn those rainbows and unicorns,
I fell in love with the girl.
She wanted nothing to do with anyone else,
And only wanted to talk to me.
I wanted everyone else to go away
Just so we could "talk for a little while".
The talking could've been actual talking,
It could'a been kissing, touching, cuddling,
It could've been anything that would've put a smile on that gorgeous face of hers again.
I meant it then, and I still mean it.
We got together, thank all the heavens above us,
But it wasn't the most perfect way of going about it.
It was over the phone,
And we saw each other for the first time three weeks AFTER.
But it was amazing.
I fell in love with her,
She fell in love with me.
We kissed for the first time in a movie theatre,
Watching this silly christmas movie that made no sense,
But it was perfect, perfect to me,
How she fell in love with me,
And I fell in love with her.
My Lesbian Love Eager eyes spoke stronger than meaningless words that night. Mini dresses and gyrating hips filled the void between me being a 6 and her being a definite 10. The moments fled by much too quickly and before I could recall the boy id left behind, she was all my shallow eyes saw. The mid temperature room seemed to freeze as her warm hand held mine. Time slowed the second we touched, my words no longer made sense, and the only thing left on my preoccupied mind was her. Her and that look. The one that told you she knew what she was doing. I was dragged closer to her, feeling like I was hallucinating, I couldn't breath, couldn't move, I was hers.My Lesbian Love5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
She shimmied off her pants and shirt, curves screaming to be caressed. The cold air slapped me in the face and kept me from kissing her right there, right then. My eyes followed her silhouette as it dove, interrupting the tempting-still water of that swimming pool. I was nervous
AssuranceI lie waiting for you,Assurance7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Reading my book in bed.
You come in from the bathroom,
A robe tied around your waist,
Hiding your modesty.
I see you blush,
I put my book down,
I know you won't discard that robe,
Until you're sitting on the bed,
Your back to me.
You sit on your side,
Drop the robe from your shoulders,
and pull the duvet over yourself.
You're hiding your body,
Though I've seen it many times before,
Still you feel ashamed,
Though I've told you it is for nought.
I slide down in the bed,
you reach for me and we embrace.
I feel you shudder,
I know your thoughts.
'How can she enjoy touching me?
I'm too skinny to be comfortable,
I jut out in awkward places.'
These are your thoughts.
I say as I run my hands over them,
Are smooth and rounded,
As is your buttocks,
So pleasing to touch.
You relax slightly,
But not too much.
'My skin is so pale,
surely you must think me ill and fragile?'
I cannot hear you,
But I know you think it.
I clasp your hand in my own,