Lesbian Poetry

Pedal of the Yellow Rose

In the breaking of the morning sunlight beams
I look upon the garden outside my window as I sigh
Thinking of the warmth and newness of the day and wondering if the flowers feel loved
I decide to take a walk out to welcome my self to the outside world
And I see the myriad of bloomings among a rainbow of color
But where is the yellow rose?
Hiding a bit;
Waiting to be taken into my heart
I will find her
Even among the thorns surrounding her keeping the others away
To her, I seek out her beauty, her delicateness
She is but a young bud among her greenery
But I see her;
Folded gently together, her pedals are many
Embraced and wrapped tightly together in many layers
This newborn baby
The soil of the earth to nurture her and the sun above to keep her warm
She peeks out a bit to see the open sky
And I find her;
She causes me to gasp and catch my breath at the sight of her loveliness, her spectacular glamour
Bright yellow rose of many pedals;
Cradled in a basket of leafs and stems to support her
She stands on her own to show all who she is and what she stands for
And it is not a faint cry
And I hear her;
What she has to tell when the universe is open to her
What feelings in her heart she has to share
But only to those deserving them
And it is a special selection only to fall upon the best ears of all
I want to hear her;
As I reach down to bring her to the surface, I feel the silkiness in the skin of her pedals
And I feel the brilliance and softness of her
It is rare
As I warm her bud in my hands carefully, my fingers message her tenderly
With kind sensitivity
I feel a deep breath rising in my soul
And I feel a passionate song in my heart crying to be heard
It is her song, but I will shout it out -for her
Because I love her;
As she warms up to me and allows the sun and the wind to touch her face
the pedals open up
They peel away to an awakening of which I can barely contain
It is her awakening;
And my eyes glow with the excitement of watching this marvelous moment in her life
Her moment;
What love she has to generously offer
How peaceful that feeling is to be in her presence
Such a calming spirit to behold, and not only in my eyes but in my heart, my soul, my entire being
Her purity inspires me and comforts me in stormy times
And there are many
Just as her many shielding pedals
Covering that which she holds inside
The one life element she holds and protects
It is that which she does not allow all to see
But is the most beautiful of all
And as the yellow pedals slowly and cautiously fall away,
I see the innermost one
the smallest but strongest pedal
Wrapping and encasing the core of her heart
Holding it
Cuddling with it
And singing a soft lullaby to it
For it is only the very special one who will be able to hold her
And love her;
Forever
And I hope it's me.