Lesbian Poetry

Longing For You

How I long for the January days when my heart was warmed in the cold,
the days I spent with a woman whom I will love til the day I die.
How I wish I could have kept her for the rest of my days,
but cupid only lent me, one of his arrows to hold.

Her eyes windows to her soul,
Her smile was nothing less than the sun.
Her skin so soft and gentle
How I long for the days when the love begun.

I know I was nowhere close, to the one you loved before,
I know I was far from perfect and just finding my way in this world
but one thing was always certain, that was my love for you.
Now I just console myself, thinking no other will love you more.