sapphic
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maybe she's fictional, words on a page
Moments framed in an outline,
orgasms like plot points
Girl of my erotic daydreams
My Sayge
you opened my mind
to find something new
within my heart
to find a spark of joy
when I looked into your eyes
I committed a great crime this spring.
I learned a lesson that I'll not soon forget.
I learned never to fall in love again
If I can help it.
I think about your curls falling on me,
might someone remember us?
might, they remember you.
eyes.
evening.
monolid.
silver.
nutmeg.
the rain in your eyes.
and how euphrosyne envies your titter.
there was a sun, there was a moon, each who ruled her hours sun, she satupon the clouds, moon, among the stars. "there is no light i can make",said the moon to her love.the sun shone bright,and nowat night,you can see her up above. halfway across
My heart strings are reminiscent of black coffee and honey bees
But paradise masks the past
Salty foreign breezes knock me down
Then build me a home out of sand and sativa
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
I’m sorry (but not really),
I’m in love with a girl.
She is stunning,
My heart is full.
I've seen many sunsets and sunrises. All unique and truly breathtaking. Each one was a blessing to my eyes.
Emotionless words
Syllables and thirds
The poet never hurt
The reader never heard
The world still turned
The world still burned.
Dearest Camilla
I will take my leave
If three days go by
