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#lesbian poems
mauvelvr · 7 months
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disturbing the peace.
purgatory rings out like a bell in the night
live or die, awake to death.
i turn over in sleep and call out into the dark:
burn me in your flames or warm me in your embrace
but light a match or or turn on the light.
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fromblisswithlove · 2 years
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bruised
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arashi-ihara · 9 months
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The hare has hopped to Poland! Thank you so much @sapphicunderground! What a beautiful gift for the beginning of August!
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I absolutely love all the books, although I have to admit the most anticipated by me was "Dangerous Game." That's why I decided to start with it.
A few thoughts on some poems:
Hare Season
This one made me angry. The reality makes me angry. In today's world, the value of human beings is measured by their social status (aka the amount of money) and not by their heart and soul. Often making us think about ourselves as less. Long live capitalism.
Esther and Joan
I first read this piece on Instagram, and it amazed me how seamlessly and comprehensively it captures the relationship of the "The Bell Jar" characters in just a few lines. This is absolutely one of my favourite poems.
Fun fact: Tessa used cards 2 and 7 as a background for this poem, and I was 27 when I read it for the first time (I like little coincidences). Technically I still am 27, but only until Pluto Demoted Day (aka nothing to celebrate).
The Auckland Rape
Very strong and very accurate. All of the poems regarding sexual violence (and violence against women in general) are powerful, especially for me as Polish because of the current socio-political environment in Poland under the leadership of Law(lessness) and (in)Justice. Even with my Stoic nature, I'm unable to preserve calm.
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I absolutely adore every single one of the poems in Dangerous Game, not only those mentioned above. It's even better and more intimate than I expected. Among my favourites are: Jaqueline, Lola, Mango, All In, We Were Only Talking, The Everlasting Sleep, The Chessboard, Someone Like You, and Blood Stains. And the cover is just marvellous.
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Soon I'll start reading the other books!
It's a pleasure to support such a talented woman!
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Crossed, Aligned, Collided
Star crossed lovers are doomed. Star aligned lovers have it too easy. We're two stars that have collided and created new galaxies in our carnage. The universe simply can't contain Star collided lovers.
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ekwords · 2 years
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Glances in the rear view mirror,
You bite your bottom lip and smile while I try to sit there in denial.
You sing along to the classics while the air around us is static.
I must have this wrong.
Am I making this up?
I could never be enough for you.
You are a beauty and I am the beast.
A forbidden love, could this be?
- EK
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incandescentviolets · 10 months
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burning myself for your touch
look at me
and pick up the ashes
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booksbonesborderline · 7 months
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heres another gay piece of writing ive done, this time for uni
more about being a lesbian in love with personified earth
its corny and cliche and i love it very much
(my prompt was about Imbolc !! and what it means to you, with pictures youve taken !!)
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scalded-melk · 9 months
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Damn my naive, tender heart.
Damn my arms, pinning eachother back to keep from reaching for you.
Damn my hands, furiously scribbling hopeless diatribe
Damn me, forgetting myself every time I look into your eyes.
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arsenicsoup · 1 year
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beep boop, my body thinks it is pink
by soup
my heart is orbiting the moon
i’m an alien to this feeling
all i know is
that
i want you to hold my hand
when we walk back down to earth
so you better kiss me as soon as you step foot back onto home soil
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beepepsii · 1 year
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mauvelvr · 7 months
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co-dependent homoerotic bone rot
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At least,
your bones will always be the same
that tangled in mine
on walks home from school,
back in that little bit of time
before we became archived photos on instagram,
liked messages,
other sides of the country -
living out our plans with others
made when for womanhood we were hungry,
when our seeds were sown in that
leisure centre park -
our first attempt at girlhood
fresh limbs playing games
i thought i was winning
but at least,
when your bones rot,
the earth will know
that we went down that sled together,
landed tangled in the snow
tied together through our invisible
string,
our bones forever,
tree stump rings
of girls you leave behind;
im sure my mark is there somewhere
even if you don't want to remember.
i'm there even if you never think of me again,
you'll hear my name
and you'll be tumbling down the hill,
plastic sled edges cutting through your mittens,
the girl who you told you loved
before either of you knew what that meant,
with her legs wrapped around you
holding you tighter
plummeting towards the unknown,
towards the answers you will find
but never be able to share with each other.
but your bones will know -
they will ache
and they will rot,
but they will always know.
-mauvelvr
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llovely · 3 months
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here's a fake interview about my me & my girlfriend that i transcribed from my head. enjoy!
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adiodont · 9 months
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figuring things out, reflecting.
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Laundry, Coffee, and Kitchen Floors
My heart yearns for the mundane Laundry dates And glasses full of coffee Not champagne I could spend the rest of my life Sweeping our kitchen floors As you put dishes away Morning kisses are just routine And 'I love you's as common to hear As simple greetings O' my love I can't wait to live in the mundane with you
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ekwords · 2 years
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It comes and goes the waves of emptiness,
intrusive thoughts invade my mind as if they own it,
telling me I'm too much and simaltanously not enough.
that I'd be better off gone then to feel the pain of being abandoned by anyone.
everyone who enters my world, my mind tells me is temporary,
that I shouldn't get attached,
however when I feel my entire self worth is dependant on what I can do for others, I give everything.
just for those thoughts to trickle back and leave me fading to black.
a change in tone,
a late reply,
come on now...I'm not worth their time.
i'm too much and not enough.
- Ek
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incandescentviolets · 10 months
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what if im destined to be the artist and never the muse
sometimes this haunt me
but i cant help it
i see you and all i can think of is
how can i feel you forever
i want to inmortalize you in poems
then tattoo them on my body
so your touch will never leave me
the ink on my skin will know you forever
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