Lesbian Poetry

It's

it's something that's not as beautiful as it once was.
it's something I've giving away hoping never to get back.
it's been lied to, it's been wrong, even been forgotten.
it's still mine, even though I don't recognize it anymore.
it's not as attractive as it started....
it's not as trusting, it's not as excited , it's not as hopeful.
it's one good part that remains speaks louder then parts long dead.
it's been masked for appeal but not hard to see through.
it's part of me I'm scared will be just mine.
it's part of me marked with people who have made me me.
but who I wish had never been let in.
it's screaming for more, but doesn't recognize more.
it's never loved, it's only wished it knew how.
it's greedy... it's jealous... cause it won't forget you.
you make it mend, you make it want, you make it feel.
ignore that scar and the ones beneath it.
don't look at that mistake or the one next to it.
see my heart for what it is.
your it's one good part.