Lesbian Poetry

You Love At All

It was the love they call..
When I let you go...
It was the pain I know..
When you walked out that door..
It was the sadness that comfort..
When I felt of being alone..
And though I know, it was my lost..
I'll be glad, if you'll let me know..
Your now happy with someone..
That you love at all...
But if that someone...
Will hurt you so...
Just call me dear...
So that I can take you home...