Lesbian Poetry

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Last summer
We spoke that word forever
Last summer
We saod we were meant to be together
But last summer
Was only last summer
You left it back in the middle of October
Confusion set it
You said "Never again,"
But you always let me in
To your room.
We left ourselves
Back during the red-orange autumn
We left ourselves
High and dry
I left myself
With a picture of you
In my mind
It hasn't changed
You're still made of stars and sunlight
And maybe we can forget
All the nights we left
Each other alone, pissed off
And crying our eyes to the floor
Still I'm wanting more
Begging at your feet
On your floor
Pleading on my knees
It's no use and not worth
The fighting, it's old
And this feeling leaves me cold
The fights are getting old...