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laikacore · 6 months

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my eve has been replaced

a sunset over a garden

somewhere far away

from the circling vultures.

where marble statues

pluck harp strings, yes

where there's a flower growing

that's ever facing the sun.

maybe it's a good thing

i left the door unlocked

maybe it's a good thing

the bird killed the snake.

in this garden

i'll sit among company

with my loves,

and together we'll eat applesauce.

the garden of eden by laika wallace

#lgbt love poem #t4t love poetry #love poem #recovering from abuse #life after abuse #healing poetry

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poemsonmars · 4 months

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you told me that daisies

are your favorite flower

and i had to fight the urge

to plant a bouquet

of them in my lungs.

i want to cough up

petals and stems

when you smile at me.

i want to be so full of

your favorite things

that i forget how to breathe.

-mars

#12/13/23 #the ones about love #mars.poetry #my poetry #lgbt poetry #original poetry #sad poetry #poets on tumblr #original poem #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled poetry #unrequited love #button poetry #poets corner #writeblr #poetscommunity

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khwxbeeda · 4 months

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two days ago, if someone had inquired about my favourite colour, I would have answered sea blue without even thinking about it.

yesterday, however, when my sister asked me, "tai, what's your favourite colour?" i immediately said, "purple."

specifically, royal purple.

i did not say that two days ago you had playfully swiped royal purple paint on my cheek when we were painting the banner for the college fest, mischief lighting up your pretty face. i did not say that i had retaliated, and that both of us had ended up on the floor in a fetal position, stomachs aching with laughter and tears running down our purple-stained faces.

i did not say that you looked celestial, with a smudge of that brilliant colour right on the edge of your bottom lip and cheek covered in three streaks of purple by my hand. i did not say that the way you smiled at me— brown eyes bright, brown hair matted with purple paint and pink lips pulled back to show slightly crooked white teeth— had my heart jumping from my chest to my throat. i did not say that i imagined cupping your cheeks with my purple hands and pulling you into a kiss, soft and gentle and loving.

i entirely avoided explaining to my curious little sister why my favourite colour had changed overnight.

but if anyone asks, my favourite colour is purple.

specifically, royal purple.

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spirk-trek · 3 months

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Alternative: The Epilog to Orion Fanzine | Poem and artwork by Gerry Downes, 1976

*Disclaimer: these images have been censored slightly to include less "nudity" because tumblr's ai moderation is both strict and inaccurate. I have decided I still want to post them in this altered state because they can be appreciated regardless, but to see full versions please click here, here, and here. I have not compromised the integrity of the art (in my opinion) and hold full respect for the author and artist Gerry Downes.

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"Love--

What strange paths we take

and oh! the things we do

for those few moments in the sun.

You found me once

when I was lost

and touched me with your mind.

Warm and soft and golden

thoughts you gave to me,

revealing with no shame at last

your soul to me,

your very life,

and freely then

the hidden sweet

emotions you don't have

and I call --

love.

It was all too brief a time

that you were deep inside me.

Still darkness fled

and when you left

the light remained behind

to stay with me and tell me --

now and always --

I am loved.

You may not understand this,

perhaps I cannot explain,

but this you can believe --

love does endure, and Spock --

through all this universe

we know and share

this love

yours and mine

our one bright time together

in that precious starlit instant

we both knew it --

Love's enough."

#spirk #star trek #star trek tos #spock #fan art #captain kirk #the original series #art #vintage #poetry #poem #fanzines #lgbt history #fandom #love #mlm #lgbtq #queer history

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butchrat · 2 years

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"summers hard but I'm trying to be compassionate with myself"

silas denver melvin

Luci Shaw

Sue Zhao

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C-oldpoison

Mary oliver

Louise Glück

#summer #web weaving #lesbian #poetry #wlw #words #lgbt #gay #art #music #poem #Self love #positivity #Sun

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toxins-private-collection · 9 months

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Please wash my hair for me.

Lay out an outfit you know I love,

And gently paint my nails.

Brush the tangles from my hair.

Braid it back,

Like my mother used to do.

Hold me while I fall asleep.

Whisper sweet lullabies,

And repeat how you love me.

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the-sappho-of-lesbos · 1 year

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Source: How Can You Write A Poem When You’re Dying Of AIDS? , edited by John Harold

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our-transmasculine-experience · 4 months

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Trans mascs and mommy issues is like peanut butter and jelly (& pbj favored things); I don’t enjoy the combination, yet it’s still ducking everywhere

(my autistic azz was forced to eat a pbj today so im grumpy)

i didn’t think my mommy issues would be exposed in a silly ask containing pb&j. i’ve been caught 😨😨

#why do almost all of us have mommy issues #it reminds me of this one tumblr poem #“i’m afraid i may love my father more”#it breaks my heart #transgender #lgbt #lgbtq #transmasc #queer #trans #ftm #trans guy #trans boy #trans man

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sapphictay · 1 year

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i want to heal with you

and hear your sweet nothings in my ear.

to taste your sweetness on my tongue

like honey in my tea

i want you to hold me so delicately

like the porcelain cup you molded with hand

i want to be with you

until the very end.

#wlw #gxg #gxglesbianlgbt #lesbian #lesbian yearning #wlw community #wlw love #wlw pride #wlw yearning #lesbians #wlw post #lesbian scenario #lgbt #lgbtq #pride #pride month #poem #love #love poem

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lezzyneverland · 2 years

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laikacore · 11 months

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(in three years, where will i be?

in three years, what will my body do?)

there was once a woman in my life who carried a light in her mouth

and everything she said was aglow beyond what i could see

cave-slept, i was in a world not made for me

but her loving arms and the gentle way she spoke to me made it easy

i know i’ll never know, i know i’ll never keep up

but this woman with all her gorgeous light would slow down for me

and let me go on a long leash so i might

find my own way to understand, not walking in her shadow but by her side

even though she lived in this sparkling world not quite made for me

(i don’t know, i don’t know

so i will wait here and love you)

for as long as you will have me by laika wallace

#love poetry #lgbt love poem #is there a concise tag for 'my girlfriend so much smarter than me as my mental function wanes but she is so kind to me about it'?#disability poetry #disability love poem

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poemsonmars · 9 months

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i like to say that

i hide you in my poetry

but that isn't true.

it's never been subtle;

everything i do is a plea

for you to come back to me.

every poem i've ever written

has been titled with your name.

-mars

#8/1/23 #the ones about heartbreak #mars.poetry #my poetry #lgbt poetry #original poetry #sad poetry #poets on tumblr #spilled ink #spilled poetry #button poetry #poetscommunity #prose poetry #original poem #unrequited love #poetry about yearning

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yourwayblight · 12 days

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"Sometimes I shut my eyes, and shut my heart towards you, and try hard to forget you because you grieve me so, but you'll never go away, oh you never will-"

-Emily Dickinson.

#emily dickinson #susan gilbert #poetry #letters #quotes #lgbtqai #lgbtq #lgbt pride #literature #poem #love quotes

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i-indigo · 1 month

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We're strangers now.

It's strange

To pass you by on the street,

When last year you would bathe me in kisses.

I Wanted To Accompany You To The Bus Stop