Lesbian Poetry

She Took Me There

I was praying when I felt someone take my hand,
When I opened my eyes there she was
a beautiful Angel.

She lead me through a garden of flowers
some as big as only a fantasies would have,
and colors that we do not even know of.

The fragrance drifted all around me on the breeze,
and they seem to all glow
for she says they never die
they live on forever here.

It was a garden in Heaven of many she says
and tells me I am there keeper,
for when I see beauty on earth from nature
it sends harmony to them also.

She then took my hands and lowered her head
and a pray we shared in the garden,
when I open my eyes again
and looked around me,
I seen things in a different light.

Cher (C) 2007