Lesbian Poetry
#lesbian
Lesbian poetry, here you'll find poems about lesbian sex and relationships. Lesbian poems include different perspectives on what it means to be a lesbian, from sexual encounters and fantasies, to coming out and lesbian romance and lifestyle.
Poetic_Seduction
Poem Published
20th Feb 2021 10:09pm
20th Feb 2021 10:09pm
Rusty's Play-to-Pay Gas Station
#lesbian
#sex
#cars
#dirty
#orgasm
121 reads
4 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
17th Feb 2021 6:34pm
17th Feb 2021 6:34pm
There First Sexual Pleasure
#lesbian
#sex
157 reads
7 Comments
MaryWalker
Poem Published
17th Nov 2020 7:31pm
17th Nov 2020 7:31pm
Sub Zeroed in Dom Nation
The dog days of summer
were barking up the wrong trees.
Even my Fortress of Solitude
was melting into your average
Kryptonian complex.
She drove the ice cream truck
on the upper west side
of Hell's Kitchen and tried
to give me the cold shoulder
straps.
However, the irony was a tube topic
of discussion without any boobs
and was quickly lost upon me
---went right over my head.
Regardless, we were bitches in heat
I puddled as I peddled, chasing
her down the street on my...
were barking up the wrong trees.
Even my Fortress of Solitude
was melting into your average
Kryptonian complex.
She drove the ice cream truck
on the upper west side
of Hell's Kitchen and tried
to give me the cold shoulder
straps.
However, the irony was a tube topic
of discussion without any boobs
and was quickly lost upon me
---went right over my head.
Regardless, we were bitches in heat
I puddled as I peddled, chasing
her down the street on my...
#lesbian
#dogs
#summer #hell
#summer #hell
133 reads
7 Comments
MaryWalker
Poem Published
15th Nov 2020 5:35pm
15th Nov 2020 5:35pm
Comrades In Arms
Natasha, in sunglasses at night, exhaled
a Kremlinesque fog, blowing smoke
up our asses during the interrogation.
Hungry and svelte with pink felt tips
that could Chekov any comrade's box,
she was a he of a KGB conspiracy theory
and I was paranoid they were all
out to get me.
Their predator drones hovered above
targeting my uvula with long-range
silicone scud missiles lubricated
in lukewarm, mercurial deceptions
Once a flowerchild of the Sixties, my soil
was now heir to their scorched earth
policies...
a Kremlinesque fog, blowing smoke
up our asses during the interrogation.
Hungry and svelte with pink felt tips
that could Chekov any comrade's box,
she was a he of a KGB conspiracy theory
and I was paranoid they were all
out to get me.
Their predator drones hovered above
targeting my uvula with long-range
silicone scud missiles lubricated
in lukewarm, mercurial deceptions
Once a flowerchild of the Sixties, my soil
was now heir to their scorched earth
policies...
#lesbian
#college
159 reads
8 Comments
MaryWalker
Poem Published
9th Nov 2020 11:00pm
9th Nov 2020 11:00pm
Mounts Sigh'n I
---inhale---
Lavender ...
---exhale---
... or was it the odor of sheep?
Whatever
Zipporah's sleep inducing scent
permeated the firmament
'round my rigid peaks, above
the valley where a bush burned
sempiternal
Lavender ...
---exhale---
... or was it the odor of sheep?
Whatever
Zipporah's sleep inducing scent
permeated the firmament
'round my rigid peaks, above
the valley where a bush burned
sempiternal
#lesbian
#religion
#God
89 reads
2 Comments
MaryWalker
Poem Published
8th Nov 2020 4:24pm
8th Nov 2020 4:24pm
Lieutenant Ginger and her Privates
She squirts in my face
saluting me with citrussy
starbursts of tangerine
---a lemonade affair
with solar flaired hair---
her lime-grenade smile
exploding its sublime
shrapnel
Color me at ease
yet blown away
by her autumn'atics
saluting me with citrussy
starbursts of tangerine
---a lemonade affair
with solar flaired hair---
her lime-grenade smile
exploding its sublime
shrapnel
Color me at ease
yet blown away
by her autumn'atics
#lesbian
#soldiers
#fall
154 reads
6 Comments
MaryWalker
Poem Published
5th Nov 2020 8:11pm
5th Nov 2020 8:11pm
Melody's Fingertips
Dry logs in the stone pit, consumed
quicker than Indian Summers
in crackling pops, sweep
dustbunnied quiet under rugs;
serenade complements my cello
frame being played to its tune.
Melody's fingertips strumming;
my instruments gauging spikes
Sparks fly before either of us
realizes we are out of control
---wild fires converging
in unorchestrated infernos
These flames of ours licking
long into the late hours
She, burning away my...
quicker than Indian Summers
in crackling pops, sweep
dustbunnied quiet under rugs;
serenade complements my cello
frame being played to its tune.
Melody's fingertips strumming;
my instruments gauging spikes
Sparks fly before either of us
realizes we are out of control
---wild fires converging
in unorchestrated infernos
These flames of ours licking
long into the late hours
She, burning away my...
#lesbian
#erotic
#fire
#passion
#RitaDove
93 reads
4 Comments
MaryWalker
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2020 7:05pm
22nd Oct 2020 7:05pm
Faux Blown Lesbo
I meet her on display
at the auto show
Later, we rendezvous
at the local LGBTQ bar;
she plies me with wine
Now, when it comes to dykes
she comes off as a muscle car
---real fine as rides go
but later that evening
when she hikes her skirt up ...
boy!
was I in for a surprise!
There between her thighs?
Quite the dillysmacker!
to describe in a single word
her tiny...
at the auto show
Later, we rendezvous
at the local LGBTQ bar;
she plies me with wine
Now, when it comes to dykes
she comes off as a muscle car
---real fine as rides go
but later that evening
when she hikes her skirt up ...
boy!
was I in for a surprise!
There between her thighs?
Quite the dillysmacker!
to describe in a single word
her tiny...
#lesbian
#erotic
#LGBT #cars
#LGBT #cars
196 reads
15 Comments
Asani
Poem Published
12th Oct 2020 00:20am
12th Oct 2020 00:20am
Unfinished
#lesbian
#BDSM
#sensual
403 reads
0 Comments
MaryWalker
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 1:50am
25th Sep 2020 1:50am
Welcome to the Dominatrix ( Maybe She's Maybelline )
Voluminous, her numinous
eye lashes went at great lengths
in their invitation to play a rigged
faille safe worded game
I was bound to lose
eye lashes went at great lengths
in their invitation to play a rigged
faille safe worded game
I was bound to lose
#lesbian
#BDSM
233 reads
2 Comments
MaryWalker
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2020 4:03pm
22nd Sep 2020 4:03pm
Welcome to the Dominatrix ( Babes In Rubber Toyland )
She knows no bounds
prefering not to leave me
tied up in knots, but rather
in sudsy suspension of
natural oils and fragrant soap;
opera music extracted from vinyl
with a painless needle working
me into a dancing native groove
meditative as dispensed beliefs
lather away concerns for yellow
armada surrounding perimeter
of my weightless, naked
flotation devices
and I am nothing more
than a hors d'oeuvre
devoured by her
Quacken
prefering not to leave me
tied up in knots, but rather
in sudsy suspension of
natural oils and fragrant soap;
opera music extracted from vinyl
with a painless needle working
me into a dancing native groove
meditative as dispensed beliefs
lather away concerns for yellow
armada surrounding perimeter
of my weightless, naked
flotation devices
and I am nothing more
than a hors d'oeuvre
devoured by her
Quacken
#lesbian
#water
#peace #music
#peace #music
160 reads
2 Comments
MaryWalker
Poem Published
11th Sep 2020 00:59am
11th Sep 2020 00:59am
Industrious Annalise
Let them talk about making this nation
great again as if it was some truck tire
worn down to its radial under armor
ready for retread in the tire department
next building over from where we worked.
The harness of solidarity we erected
remains buckled. We were the welding
that held everything together by sweat,
blood, and tears. We were America
strong.
And still are, even after labor pains
of being strong-armed during contractual
obligations around every corner
---becoming well...
great again as if it was some truck tire
worn down to its radial under armor
ready for retread in the tire department
next building over from where we worked.
The harness of solidarity we erected
remains buckled. We were the welding
that held everything together by sweat,
blood, and tears. We were America
strong.
And still are, even after labor pains
of being strong-armed during contractual
obligations around every corner
---becoming well...
#women
#lesbian
#feminism
#inequality
#AliceFulton
145 reads
6 Comments
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