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aphrodites-serenade · 2 days

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Call it a sin if you'd like

In a room whose walls are decorated with painted flowers,

Lies two girls, in their own stage of blooming, on a queen-sized bed

The scent of vanilla and honey is overwhelming if you step inside

Enough to make an adult feel sick

The girl with longer hair keeps her eyes closed, not knowing if she's doing it right

Not if what she's doing is right

But the girl with shorter hair breaks the kiss too quickly

“You don't like it?” asks the other

“I do…” she replies

“Then, can we..?”

She mimics what’s she’s seen on TV, except she’s never imagined doing it with a boy

Outside, they'll be what they're told to be

But inside, in the comfort of a pretend home,

No one can tell them that they’re too young to know

They can live freely, away from disgusted eyes and mouths that scream this is unclean

What's pure love anyways?

If not two girls, leaving sweet promises on each other's skin?

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lennonlin · 5 days

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cassemiah · 3 months

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you make me feel

like I can do the dishes

everyday.

I don't know

if I can be anymore

romantic than that.

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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 · 1 month

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“Star Whispered” by Seraphine Saintclair

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butchka · 6 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 · 8 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 · 7 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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zedif-y · 10 months

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there are reasons to kiss you, hidden in the curve of your smile.

you laugh and it's beautiful, something giddy in my sun-warmed cheeks. my hands twitch at my sides, and i wonder.

there's a Filipino tradition, one i've heard of but never really seen.

harana, my relatives call it. men serenading women under the cover of night, guitar in hand and illuminated by the moon. they repeat that, over and over. only at night, my lola says. it's too hot, too bright during the day.

i mouth the words: harana, serenade. i think about standing outside your window, lips parted in song.

i wonder if i should kiss you. soft lips on mine, your back pressed against a wall. shadows cradling us like curtains. you say something, then, and i find i can't quite meet your eyes.

it's strange, isn't it, how i find more solace in the dark.

(too hot, too bright, too exposed in the day.)

we talk, but i don't remember what about. you grin like the sun, and like the tide the words well in my throat, pushing, pushing...

hey, what if...

i look down at the ground. my mouth stays shut.

the sky is growing darker, pinks turning into purples turning into blues. it's not quiet, but sitting in this corner, i can almost pretend.

my thoughts drift. i think about learning the guitar.

you don't sing much, but neither do i.

that's okay, i think, gaze on the horizon. on the setting sun. it doesn't have to be good. it just has to be you.

your hair sways in the wind, the skin of your neck exposed. a part of me wonders how you'd react, then, if i kissed that spot— a giggle, a shocked gasp?

i tear my eyes away, nails digging into the meat of my palm.

i wish, i think to myself, that this came easier to me.

our friends wave at us some distance away. the moment is broken, dusting ourselves off from the pavement.

we don't kiss. a sigh unravels from my chest.

(under a blanket of stars, would i have been braver?)

i'd sing for you, is the thing. i'd sing for you. does it have to be profound? does it have to shake the earth, make flowers bloom from the grass?

i can only give you my voice, awkward and stilted and a little too soft.

i hope the moon answers my prayer. i hope she tells me it's enough.

(maybe, one night, i'll be brave.)

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toxins-private-collection · 8 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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evermore2213 · 10 months

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I am afraid to love her

I am afraid it will hurt

One or both of us

But what if it’s happiness

For both our lives

I can only hope

The latter is true

I am no fortune teller

I am only a hopeless romantic

In love with a woman

I am proud to call

My best friend

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lavenderviolin · 2 years

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I would give anything -

Anything at all -

To have her look at me like that;

To feel her pressed up against me,

To breathe her in as if I’m drowning,

Gasping for air.

I want to tell her I love her,

Then put my mouth against her neck

And show her what that love feels like;

Proving it to her.

She means the world to me,

And I would give the world to have her.

I would die today,

If it meant I could die in her arms.

Her lips against mine,

Saying she loves me

As it all fades away.

~LV

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cassemiah · 18 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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photoproofedk1sses · 9 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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seraphinesaintclair · 8 days

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“Free, Free, Free” by Seraphine Saintclair

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aphrodites-serenade · 3 months

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I can't help it; her name is love

Love is a girl with brown skin and a smile that puts the sun to shame

She's a girl with dark hair and eyes that brings comfort that the night can not

I find myself asking the same question,

How can such a being exist?

I want to worship her, head to toe

She deserves the world, whatever it takes

The gods will hand it over gently, into her hands

It makes me cry, the way she seems so intrigued by everything she comes across

I don't want to be away from her, even in thought

Tell me, what goes on in that mind of yours?

I want to know it all, so please, please, speak more

I hope you never get tired of that, of me and my foolish state

Oh, what would I do if you ever hated me?

The words get lodged in my throat at the sight of her eyes on me

I want to praise her, over and over again

The words spill all over me, and I look at her apologetically

Yet she's still there, smiling as if I'm no bother

Oh, I can't help it; the girl’s name is love

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