Lesbian Poetry

Finding Absence

In deep silence I slept the sleep of a philosopher

Bent over a page

Though my eyes were closed they burned a light into the room

Like kerosene lamps and cast shadows of my dreams

The school of night of somnus was the podium

Where my thoughts began and ended

Venting my anger for becoming the faint star

No longer a center of any universe

Unworthy of the spiders web I discarded myself

Mended and whole now I am worlds of light

A galaxy weaved within the atoms of the fabric of being

In all of that I am if not only one thing that is good

I am again in love

Lying in her arms thigh pressed against thigh

Her bright molten gold hair entwined in mine

Delirious I am within her and as she is in me

Escaping her own bed until dawn when the sound of starlings hastens her departure

Unfortunate news is the coming of morning

To return to the ghost, a shriveled man beside her she calls husband

Where ashes spring from embers of a soul lost and forgotten

Together we may live but apart

Life remains but does life remain?