Lesbian Poetry

Love & Marriage

My life has been good, looking through my mind,
taking all the memories and putting them all behind.

Looking through my life, trying to figure out why,
I sit and wish that I had a good reason to lie.

Isn't love sapose to feel good and not wrong?
Isn't is sapose to feel as if it came from a song?

Like I feel when she smiles and looks at me,
like I feel when we make love, can't you see?

Why do you judge and call us hateful names?
When all we want is to live like you, without all your claims.

I love her as much as you love your wife or man,
Why can't we marry and let me have her hand?