We realized
Too late
We set
The bar
Too low
This is why
We rage
We grieve
The loss of
A life where
We chose
A good man
Who would have
Cradled our face
In his hands
Looked into
our eyes
And said
I see you
I hear you
I love you
And then
Proceeded
To do
All of it
Without mockery
Or stinting
The offering
Being loved
By a man
Is always
About possession
Hold back
Your strength
Your desires
To consume
This is real
Erotic power
.
Women love women
In adoration
For the one
I wanted, but
Never had
I would
Let her eat
Crackers
In my bed
Because she
Would chew
With her
Mouth closed
And change
The sheets
If only I were
The crumb
On her lip
Pushed slowly
Into her mouth
She is
Unselfconscious
Relaxed
Seen
Loved
.
.
.
.
.
In honour of bi visibility day and for all the women I loved from afar.
About the Creator
Aspen Marie
In love with life and all of its foibles.
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