The Lesbian Who Loved Me
Inspired by true events
I remember the secretary who worked at the office.
That girl was such a curvaceous beauty.
She complimented me on my formal attire.
One day she gave me apples and candies,
And she touched my head to get my attention.
I asked her if she loved me and she said yes.
She really thought I was handsome,
But there was a serious problem that I could not handle.
She brazenly told me she was a lesbian.
And she thought I knew about it,
But I did not even suspect she was gay.
If she did not have a sapphic sexual orientation,
We would have had a better chance of becoming lovers.
She had never slept with a man before,
But it seemed that she wanted us to make love.
At no time did she resent the idea of being with me.
I thought she was planning to change her gay lifestyle.
Her shamelessness shocked me.
I could not tell that she was a lesbian by looking at her.
She looked like any ordinary girl.
Lesbianism did not show on her face.
Her kindness drew me close to her.
But I lost interest in her when I learned the truth about her.
She invited me to a gay nightclub,
But I politely declined the invitation.
Her gay girlfriend was a tomboy and a cyclist.
And she would pick her up after work most evenings.
I did not like the way that ugly girl looked at me.
My former, sexy co-worker loved me,
But the news of her gayness saddened me.
I would have preferred to contend with a male for her love,
But a female prevented me from getting her.
She had embraced me the day before she left for Florida.
And I have not heard from her since then.