Apologies and A Poem! With Lilies!

So.

I've discovered my blogging skills are... lacking. Significantly.

I have a tendency to start projects and then lose sight of them. But, I refuse to let this blog fall by the wayside. Queer it is, and queer it shall be!

I felt this evening calls for a spot of poetry. Yes, I am indeed a poet -- and a published one at that. Granted, I've only been published in a small, alternative campus magazine, but hey -- that publication got me my first group of fans. *Bashful*

So, for your reading ~pleasure,~ here's a verse or two for all the ladies who love ladies out there. *Slips on a chic beret and some shades*

Efflorescence

*Published 2007

The setting sun ignites the room

Red walls make my skin glow

Ripe as cherries

Still full of youth and sweetness

I can feel her footsteps on the stairs

Sliding over rough carpet to our door

With a single lily in her hand

For my hair

The silence of the house

Lifts her eyebrow

Tempts my blushing hands

To the buttons of her shirt

We sleep one hundred years and wake

To find the lily has become a field

For thousands of others like us

*Dizzy swoon* I need to hit the ol' paper and pen again.... or, better yet, I need to hit these keys more often. Eh? Eh.