Lesbian Lovers

I am rebellious, a secret I’ve crypted
it’s years now, meticulously scripted
a secret of mine has gone unspoken
for what it’s worth I’m still unbroken

facing this little beauty on her knee
the sweet memories coming to me
closet years catching up eventually
time for me to accept my identity

a cruel society, I’ve survived so far
“Love thyself, lovely that you are”
with the beauty, festivities to bestow
desirous yearnings I begin to show

a cold chill breeze in the winter snow
this need for you does simply grow
a kiss so lovely under the mistletoe
soothed by a brandy and Cointreau

I’m prudish, suffering with an agony
for years the emptiness is killing me
times of darkness I’ve seen so many
coming to my senses, so let me be

feel the passion from her lips flow
sensations as those blue eyes glow
the past lovers were of loss and woe
her love just made the memories go

two locked lips helping inhibition go
slithering tongues teasing to and fro
exploring arms over breasts so soft
passionate caress in the hidden loft

tangling tongues, wandering hands
on her luscious curves never to end
blouses as it’s peeled tossed aside
perky breasts to grasp never to hide

taut nipple pressing thru a lace cup
bared pink areola, a sensitized nub
longed for this moment of embrace
overwhelming libido on her pretty face

unclasping full pinkness gets free
grasping softness of palms glee
kissing suppleness tongue-in-cheek
devouring tenderness knees are weak

joyful sounds of a romantic night
sensual gasps of moan and sigh
us ladies of desire on sexual delight
I’m a lesbian loving her serotonin high