her touch is so inviting <br />but I cannot give in <br />ive been taught since I was little <br />that this feeling is a sin <br /> <br />but to smell her hair <br />and to feel her skin <br />I cannot, not want this <br />I want only to give in <br /> <br />in silence we will kiss <br />a moment to an hour <br />I am so weak in her presence <br />she holds a higher power <br /> <br />I love her with my hands <br />she loves me with her mouth <br />we will never be forgiven <br />we will travel way down south <br /> <br />in hell I may be happy <br />in heaven I wouldn’t know <br />but if it means I will have her <br />then I don’t care which way I go <br /> <br /> <br />*while i may not personally think this way and be straight. i wrote this to those who've thought about it and for the ones who are. to show them and the bigots against them that its about love. and nothing else. this is for anyone who's ever loved anyone else with such a passion that it didnt matter what others thought. that it the only thing that mattered was the deepest kind of love you can have for another person. that is what this poem means, dont analyze it any more than that...<br /><br />Abby Wesson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lesbians-gays-and-experimentors/
