Lesbian Poetry

A Pile of Papers

A pile of papers on the floor;
The teetering gentle giant
Staring round, it quietly roared
An earnest cry to silence

A pile of papers, words I wrote;
Something's, nothings, thoughts and quotes

A pile of papers, slits and slots
Ever rendering echoes
Can they quench a final thought;
Fevered and more endangered?

A pile of papers, life caressed
She could, would, but simply didn't address

A pile of papers peer deep within,
Revealing secrets harbored
Nights we shared, luxurious sins;
Memories on parchment salvage

A pile of papers, word's intrigue;
The essence of me in scribbled down dreams