-Riya Nagendra, I Year B.A. English
I see myself in the mirror,
I do a little twirl,
Adjust my breasts, puff out my chest,
I see a funny girl.
Out on the street I catch an eye
Heavily mascara’d;
Her lips speak to me, call to me,
Awaken my inner bard.
Coloured lashes; light on her feet –
She’s quick to cross the road,
One more step, I hold my breath –
Thus begins this lesbian ode.
I can speak of no one else,
Words encomiastic –
About my love, this divine thing,
I just wax poetic.
I see myself in the mirror,
I do a little twirl.
I find myself in her strong arms,
I see two stunning girls.
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