Lesbian
Loving women
And being a woman
Has very little to do
With anything
Other than
Loving women.
It’s not that men aren’t
Attractive, or good or strong
Or decent and kind
It’s that I
Love women
I think about them
Day and night, soft and
Sweet and sumptuously
Delightfully over-flowering with
Magic and power and
Everything that makes me
Feel strongly, lose sleep–
Men, are fantastic friends
Great company, and
Ultimately do not
Sparkle the same way,
Sorry. It’s got nothing to do
With who I hate, I wish
I could explain the grey
I can’t, so instead I just
Love women so hopelessly