Lesbian Poetry

Orleans

Streets with potted flowers in the windows
Walking with you in the heat of summer
Slowly
Taking in the scent of flowers
And your perfume which melts into the zephyrs about us
Hands entwine moist fingers
Not wishing for escape to cool
Words are not spoken
As we stroll together in thought
Listening to the children
Playing in the streets
Loving their youth our heads turn together
Following the sounds
Returning to eachothers
Thoughts and smiles
For hours passing quietly
Stopping only briefly for
A lovers kiss.