Tonight, we spent hours on the cold cement, <br />lamenting our cold hearts. <br />They don't understand the complex layers <br />of our undefinable love <br />It is a feeling that permeates our entire beings <br />And yet, shall never be captured. <br />Or consumated. <br /> <br />Those shady months of gray <br />Cloaked my heart in the snow <br />Which fell on the ground that seperated us <br />Like a blade through my soul. <br />Morbid months, mourning the deceit, <br />the lies and the broken beer bottles. <br /> <br />No more does that lonely pole <br />stand unchallenged. <br />United by hatred (love) <br />And as the snow slowly melted into Spring, <br />It was finally clear that <br />She Loved Me Too.<br /><br />Annabelle James<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/catherine-they-called-us-dykes-we-called-them-lo/
