Lesbian Poetry

My Heart's Winter

my heart is cold, winds

come

howling down the canyon

of this

distance between

us

i wanted, i

wanted

you, so simple, so

why...

i never understood

why, you...

dry twigs of your

anger, where

are the greens and reds and

golds

of our love

my tears are warm

here in my heart's

winter

your heart's afire

and i am

burned

to ashes now

and cold, so

cold...

why

love wanders

alone, there

is no map

no stars to

guide me home

hungry, and

wet, and

scared

and cold...

again

your anger

echoes, here

in my heart's

winter