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.
Betty
Poem Published
25th Feb 2023 2:58pm
25th Feb 2023 2:58pm
Why women f**k better (erotic prose)
#lesbian
#sex
#erotic
#LGBT
#bisexual
136 reads
7 Comments
Bigboycharles
Poem Published
28th Jan 2023 6:21am
28th Jan 2023 6:21am
Target
#lesbian
#sex
#erotic
#orgasm
#seductive
174 reads
3 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2023 9:51pm
2nd Jan 2023 9:51pm
New Orleans, New Year, 2023
1
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
#lesbian
#erotic
#sensual
#bisexual
#seductive
172 reads
2 Comments
Poetic_Seduction
Poem Published
4th Dec 2022 00:15am
4th Dec 2022 00:15am
DFS (Dance Floor Sex) 2
Yeah ya know it's Saturday night
Well past dawn of midnight
Babe and I ain't goin' home
Still tryna groan an' moan
Sugar sweet like honey
Got this shit printing money
Making a killing out here
Lettin' me getta fillin' her
Baby girl Ride Or Die
But right now she hella high
Alcohol has her tipsy
Now she getting lipsy
With her new favourite pal
A wild-eyed country gal
Middle of the dance floor
Asking if she wants some more
Pulls up an ol' wooden chair
Ties back her blonde hair
...
Well past dawn of midnight
Babe and I ain't goin' home
Still tryna groan an' moan
Sugar sweet like honey
Got this shit printing money
Making a killing out here
Lettin' me getta fillin' her
Baby girl Ride Or Die
But right now she hella high
Alcohol has her tipsy
Now she getting lipsy
With her new favourite pal
A wild-eyed country gal
Middle of the dance floor
Asking if she wants some more
Pulls up an ol' wooden chair
Ties back her blonde hair
...
#lesbian
#sex
#erotic
274 reads
10 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
14th Nov 2022 9:21pm
14th Nov 2022 9:21pm
One Look At This Pulp Book
One look at this pulp book and I see why she's no longer into men.
#lesbian
#gay
#haiku
#fiction
#dialogue
204 reads
5 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
27th Oct 2022 4:48am
27th Oct 2022 4:48am
A Concerto for Violin d' Amour
A Concerto for Violin d' Amour
The blonde barista stumbles in her high heels as she begins crying like a pilgrim on the road to penance. She is wearing turquoise lingerie that slips like a ghost of her intimate moments above the waistband of her leotard pants with her matching bra straps strung over her shoulders. Her spandex is figure-hugging as she moves across the floor. She is a walking seduction.
Her tears and crying spell take me by surprise as a wonder what is the cause of her distress. As she waves her hands, she is startled by her redhead coworker...
The blonde barista stumbles in her high heels as she begins crying like a pilgrim on the road to penance. She is wearing turquoise lingerie that slips like a ghost of her intimate moments above the waistband of her leotard pants with her matching bra straps strung over her shoulders. Her spandex is figure-hugging as she moves across the floor. She is a walking seduction.
Her tears and crying spell take me by surprise as a wonder what is the cause of her distress. As she waves her hands, she is startled by her redhead coworker...
#lust
#lesbian
#erotic
#BDSM
#sensual
186 reads
0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
26th Oct 2022 9:32pm
26th Oct 2022 9:32pm
To See Rachel Kiss And Touch Her
Karen finished taking her
shower and was about to
reach for a yellow towel
only to see Rachel kiss
and touch her all over
before she heard the
doorbell ring and saw
that she was alone
for her roommate died.
shower and was about to
reach for a yellow towel
only to see Rachel kiss
and touch her all over
before she heard the
doorbell ring and saw
that she was alone
for her roommate died.
#lesbian
#fiction
#tragedy
#emotional
#sensual
253 reads
2 Comments
fieryangelsouljia
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Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 7:32pm
25th Oct 2022 7:32pm
EVERYBODY LOOK IM HOMOPHOBIC
#anger
#hate
#lesbian
#LGBT
#bisexual
109 reads
0 Comments
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 7:20pm
25th Oct 2022 7:20pm
Harcamone
Harcamone”
When I die in a chamber of his heart, alone,
Where a rose rises from the stone,
I will gaze in vacant alleys of sunlight dim
Where every turn inscribes the death in him.
A tale of a rose, a dying dove
In the palm of a dreamer’s love,
To the morning bells that rage
In illiteracy of his final page—
Where is writ his sacred sin
In the blood that clings to his skin,
Which makes so cold, and beautiful
The thorns that agonize his fragile soul
Agonizing as the silence of his grave to be
While through him,...
When I die in a chamber of his heart, alone,
Where a rose rises from the stone,
I will gaze in vacant alleys of sunlight dim
Where every turn inscribes the death in him.
A tale of a rose, a dying dove
In the palm of a dreamer’s love,
To the morning bells that rage
In illiteracy of his final page—
Where is writ his sacred sin
In the blood that clings to his skin,
Which makes so cold, and beautiful
The thorns that agonize his fragile soul
Agonizing as the silence of his grave to be
While through him,...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
192 reads
2 Comments
MotDi
Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 3:06am
25th Oct 2022 3:06am
Cuckcake Unicorn
#lust
#lesbian
#sex
#erotic
#polyamory
232 reads
1 Comment
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
24th Oct 2022 11:49pm
24th Oct 2022 11:49pm
Fontevrault
Fontevrault”
Lend me your soul, my imprisoned wings.
What cell holds your laurels on so fair a grave?
The distant song whispers in ruin on that sacred place
Where enshrined by chains our caress is seen no more.
They say they saw him climb the wall of roses,
By such sacred thorns, I long to remove my heart
As kissed his blood, to find him among the angels
While mutely such a cry rattles in my strangled throat.
The flowers he touched, condemned to be my idols,
Bloom where once he walked, weary with beauty.
Alas! our...
Lend me your soul, my imprisoned wings.
What cell holds your laurels on so fair a grave?
The distant song whispers in ruin on that sacred place
Where enshrined by chains our caress is seen no more.
They say they saw him climb the wall of roses,
By such sacred thorns, I long to remove my heart
As kissed his blood, to find him among the angels
While mutely such a cry rattles in my strangled throat.
The flowers he touched, condemned to be my idols,
Bloom where once he walked, weary with beauty.
Alas! our...
#lesbian
#gay
#death
#LGBT
#bisexual
161 reads
1 Comment
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2022 9:31pm
22nd Oct 2022 9:31pm
The Road
The Road”
I see aural fields burn before me,
And ancient roads traveled by no man.
Ill waters murmur voices of the drowned,
For wretched is the passage through Genesis
To what tears we do not recall
Beyond dark seas that roar silently
Without voices in their starlit waves
Ere we were Thought in our father’s eyes.
?meard a saw I erofeb I saw tahW
emit siht ni yhw dna ,dlrow siht ni yhW
?tpek meard eht sI
Which road then leads to the heavens?
I beware the road, for it does not lead to you.
Past the fires of...
I see aural fields burn before me,
And ancient roads traveled by no man.
Ill waters murmur voices of the drowned,
For wretched is the passage through Genesis
To what tears we do not recall
Beyond dark seas that roar silently
Without voices in their starlit waves
Ere we were Thought in our father’s eyes.
?meard a saw I erofeb I saw tahW
emit siht ni yhw dna ,dlrow siht ni yhW
?tpek meard eht sI
Which road then leads to the heavens?
I beware the road, for it does not lead to you.
Past the fires of...
#lesbian
#gay
#death
#LGBT
#bisexual
208 reads
1 Comment
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