Lesbian Poetry

Without You with me

Look into my eyes
and tell me what you see
don't make up lies
just be true to you and me

why does it have to be this way
why do you have to go
so your leaving on Saturday
please god, say it isn't so

eight months of hardships and joy
I found the true meaning of love
playing the "love" game as if it were a toy
turning a crow like me into a dove

my heart it will remain with you
as I hope you still cherish the key
but I ask, what am I supposed to do......
with out you, with me