In honor of valentines day:
This is not an ode to any one particular woman, but to all women who love women. Enjoy.
http://www.youtube.com/v/OsG-eN96fVc
[This is what I listened to while I wrote this, so of course I think you should listen to it while you read it. One of the sexiest songs in existence.]
there is something
about a [...]
I fell for her when I was fifteen, before I had any idea what “lesbian” meant and before I had ever really talked to her.
She rode back into my life after a four year absence in enough time to shake me awake from my foolish dream that maybe my then-partner would stop cheating on me [...]
My mother, the one who nursed me from her own breast until enrolling me in nursery school at two years of age, hunts ghosts. It is currently her favorite hobby, the most recent in a long line of preoccupations ranging from archery (she believes she may have been a huntress in some past life) to [...]
I have a crush. I may as well admit it. I haven’t had a real crush in, like, 10 years. Crushes are as important and dear to me, as they are rare. But I guess that just goes with the territory…
The thing with crushes is that they just seem to fall from the sky, just [...]
i am feeling so alone. wishing i had her arms wrapped around me. little kisses in my forehead. her cheeks caressing my face. her lips slowly moving toward my own. her tongue demanding access. me denying it (teasing) then parting for her welcome intrusion. hands caressing my back, then holding my arms firm, posessively, letting [...]
It’s very hard for me to go back to my “firsts” because the girl, now woman, they happened with is no longer someone I chose to speak with. I will do my best to go back into time, now almost 13 years ago, and relive the night that solidified my love for women.
I was thirteen [...]
I was a little drunk and a little nervous. Amy and I had been out all night, drinking, laughing, talking about everything and nothing. I think I told her all of my secrets that night, except how she made me feel. But I think she knew without me telling.
I can remember sitting there on the [...]