Lesbian Poetry

Weakness

Go, watch and tell me
What she was wearing tonight.
Was she sad and teary,
Did she have a dreadful night ?

I wish I could send her
My blessings and my love,
Pray for her happiness, brilliant future,
For someone to watch her from above ;

Alas she stole my strength and my dream
With her polite silence ;
Often I wake up in a scream,
Fearing that my life might make no sense.

Without her presence everything will crumble ;
She was the glue that made it stick together ;
Since that memorable morning I shiver and stumble ;
I hadn't expected my crutch to disappear.