I Love a Lesbian
I've loved her,
Since the beginning of time.
Whether we're laughing
or crying,
happy with each other,
or MAD,
but still trying.
It changes NOTHING!
I am her's,
and she...
She is mine.
And, I guess that means,
that at this very moment,
I can finally admit,
that I love a lesbian.
From the tip top,
of a cut that's cropped,
to the bottoms of
her booted feet.
Whether this is a phase,
or a fait en complete...
It...Changes...NOTHING!
I am her's,
and she...
She is mine.
Our blood intertwined...
Our spirits aligned...
Our hearts refined...
Our destinies designed...
And, no matter, if she chose this,
or if it was chosen for her,
I...AM...HER'S.
And, she...
SHE...IS...MINE!
Our bond, can never be maligned.
And, I guess that means...
Yes! That's what it means!
It means that I love my daughter,
Sooooooo, that means...that
I love a lesbian.
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