Unusual Lovers Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Little things that you do are magic
To my heart, though it can be tragic
Open wide it’s for you just to drive through
Shattered as you push onwards to pastures new
The way body language exudes that sign
Wondering, hoping, maybe your mine
Enticing your lips, brush my finger tips
Feelings rise up, as your fingers trip
Embracing minds and bodies entwine
Passionate news to this brain of mine
Long lingering kisses we endow each other
A love unlike that to father, sister and brother
As they see us caress, we could care less
The church they won’t our union bless
My mother, sister and lover, you’re my all
Lesbians both we don’t care we have a ball
Although were different to the usual mould
With you my dear, I will stay, we will grow old




Note*just to say im not gay - I just wrote this as my way of saying to me it doesnt matter what anyones sexual preferences are as long as both parties are happy and that we should all be more tolerant about it