Long Lesbian Poems
#lesbian
Mag's Birthday
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#birthday
#lesbian
#sex
106 reads
3 Comments
All night last night. - With EveAteRedApples
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#bisexual
#collaboration
#erotic
#lesbian
#lust
489 reads
11 Comments
All night last night - with Betty
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#erotic
#passion
#bisexual
#collaboration
#lesbian
295 reads
12 Comments
bittersweet memories (Christina)
1.
Mid evening
Friday
church youth group
someone is playing guitar
there's laughter
we sneak around the side
of the building
and you kiss me
against these saintly walls
that have never tasted
as good as your mouth
2.
Church on Sunday
the baby room is always empty
a group of us claim it
one keeps watch through
the two way mirror
we make out on the couch
while someone gets stuck
in a cot
and our friends pretend
like...
Mid evening
Friday
church youth group
someone is playing guitar
there's laughter
we sneak around the side
of the building
and you kiss me
against these saintly walls
that have never tasted
as good as your mouth
2.
Church on Sunday
the baby room is always empty
a group of us claim it
one keeps watch through
the two way mirror
we make out on the couch
while someone gets stuck
in a cot
and our friends pretend
like...
#lesbian
#LGBT
#love #memories
#love #memories
284 reads
4 Comments
Letter to my Lesbian Lover
I’m so totally taken by your visions and affection…
I love the sound of rain on a hot tin roof, thunderstorms in the afternoon, and the quaking torrential atmosphere of inclement weather. I love the rolling black clouds and the flashes across the sky. I love being in your arms when the heavens are angry, feeling your protection circling around me, a blanket of bare skin. I love to be naked with you, sweaty and uncovered, open to the melting humidity, a solitary window, a quiet breeze, footsteps on the sidewalk below us.
They, the pedestrians, have no idea we are kissing...
I love the sound of rain on a hot tin roof, thunderstorms in the afternoon, and the quaking torrential atmosphere of inclement weather. I love the rolling black clouds and the flashes across the sky. I love being in your arms when the heavens are angry, feeling your protection circling around me, a blanket of bare skin. I love to be naked with you, sweaty and uncovered, open to the melting humidity, a solitary window, a quiet breeze, footsteps on the sidewalk below us.
They, the pedestrians, have no idea we are kissing...
#erotic
#lesbian
#lover
#passion
#sex
1154 reads
17 Comments
Woman To Woman...
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#lesbian
#lover
#learning #romantic
#learning #romantic
287 reads
5 Comments
I could be a better boyfriend than him
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#lust
#lesbian
#erotic
#bisexual
#crush
630 reads
21 Comments
Why women f**k better (erotic prose)
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#lesbian
#sex
#erotic
#LGBT
#bisexual
839 reads
7 Comments
New Orleans, New Year, 2023
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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
420 reads
2 Comments
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
472 reads
0 Comments
Cuckcake Unicorn
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#lust
#lesbian
#sex
#erotic
#polyamory
600 reads
2 Comments
Show Me
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#lesbian
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#ForbiddenLove
#bisexual
427 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Lesbian Poems