Lesbian Poetry

No trace

I remember her hugs and can still feel her kiss,
but I can't for the life of me understand why we crumbled to this?
Twisted, bitter, vulnerable and raw,
now that we don't kiss anymore.

Songs I hear take me back to her,
leaving me confused as to why my life's a blur?
Unable to fathom why we came to an end,
clueless how she's now just a friend?

Thankfull in the same sentence as I still want her around,
sad as her gentle breathing will never again be the last sound.
That I'll hear as I lay in bed at night,
still I replay it in my head with my every ounce of might.

Wordlessly I let go of the one who held my heart,
nurturing its wounds as it's now minus a part.
This piece of me she'll now take,
my flowing feelings is why I'll forsake.

My golden heart that's surely broken,
but had it not have been for her it would never have been woken.
Love no longer the first thing on my mind,
scared of being burnt again so my foolish heart I bind.

Carving out a key as one day it will open to all,
but I'm in no hurry to lose my way again and fall.
So I cross my heart with my own embrace,
in the hope that I'm still open there appears NO TRACE?!?!

18/08/2005 (01:23am)