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#wlw poetry
sappphic-yearning · 5 months
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“I don't love women the way men love women.
I don't want to tame them.
I don't want to own them.
I don't want to treat them like a trophy in a case.
I just want to be close to them.
It's still hunger,
but a different kind of hunger.
-I almost didn't recognize it at first.”
-She is the poem by June Bates
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carolineishere · 5 months
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i crave attention, but i refuse to humiliate myself by asking for it.
i want to be loved, but i don’t want anyone to truly know me.
i am trying to make myself digestible, i don’t want to leave a sour taste in the mouth of my consumer.
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photoproofedk1sses · 9 months
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i choose you and everything that comes with you.
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seraphinesaintclair · 2 months
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“Star Whispered” by Seraphine Saintclair
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cobwebgf · 2 months
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—save me, butch savior, niyah alashia
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queerism1969 · 4 months
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butchka · 7 months
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trailing my nose up their body, stopping to press kisses on their hips, stomach, tits. My hand runs follow their curves on the opposite side, rough calluses in delicate touch. they’re the rolling hills i roam.
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her-stars · 9 months
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I call her my moon but she is the sun and the stars. i am just the moon reflecting off her, cherishing and adores her light.
cosmos of a thousand stars I found the one I met in my dreams. who said she'd meet me between the sky and sea.
she was like a golden light, the warmth of the sun as it soaks into your skin. that bright spark of kindness on a lone wildflower to bloom.
she's a light so rare a comfort in fear, that glimmer spark of hope. my golden flame under the same sky I'll follow you through any cloud.
-Faith
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honeypot-sapphic · 8 months
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"I love you" is self explanatory, although it doesn't quite cover what I want it to mean. "I love you" is as simple as that. I love you.
But it doesn't explain how after we kiss, I look at you with pure adoration, relishing in the fact that you're mine. I love you.
It doesn't include the deep ache I feel in my chest when you leave, or the butterflies I feel when you're with me. I love you.
It can never fully show how completely and totally intoxicated I am by your presence, how you could ask me to do anything and I would do it. I love you.
It can never encompass everything I feel, the fear of losing you. How I cherish every touch, every glance my way, everything you do. I love you.
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sound-of-ocean · 8 months
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Credits : Lyra Wren on TikTok and Instagram
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cassemiah · 28 days
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I know you're always going to need to ask
and I'm always going to answer
but it'll never stop feeling like
asking me if the sky is blue.
Yes, the sky is blue, grass is green
the world still spins, water is wet
you're a little broken and a mess
and I love you.
The sky is blue
and I love you.
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storytimewriting · 11 days
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Eclipsed Rings
Your eyes are closed when you take my hand in yours; Somewhere in your mind you know you crave my touch, Like the safety blanket you clutched so closely as a child.
You lace our fingers together like the perfect braid, Sun and moon rings brush softly against each other- An eclipse held between our hands.
The sun dances on your finger, warming both of us- A commentary of what my world revolves around. My heart has been yours- My hands belong to you.
Nothing has felt so soft within my grip before, Like a wave of comfort coating my entire being.
There is comfort in the silence that surrounds us, Light that is found in the blackness of the night; Balance is restored by what is held between my fingers- Touch is gentle, Grip is tight.
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carolineishere · 5 months
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in another universe my window is open and i’m laying on the floor. i am 12 years old and nothing bad has ever happened to me.
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dustyaulos · 9 months
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“My love and I took hands and swore, against the world, to be poets and lovers evermore,”
- Katherine Bradley and Edith Cooper (Michael Field), ‘It was deep April’
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seraphinesaintclair · 18 days
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“Free, Free, Free” by Seraphine Saintclair
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photoproofedk1sses · 10 months
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they deserve the world,
so i will adorn them with rings from saturn and perfumes from venus.
and if they asked more of me,
i would take them to star after star and give a reason why i love them
until we run out of stars.
-ak
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