Lesbian Poetry

Waiting

You touched someone in me that can never be untouched.
You woke someone who can never sleep again.
You created a witch in me that sees through eyes very different from mine.

Our existence was to love you.

When you left, without explanation,
We reeled,
We shook,
We cried,
We stumbled,
We clung together through the pain and grief of the black nights
And the dreadful days.

We discovered a purpose.
A purpose to keep us together,
To hold us up,
To keep us sane,
To give reason to each terrible hour without you.

We love and we wait.

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