you sang
the twelve days of christmas
much to my delight
then we danced
ring around the blue spruce
with the tiny multi colored lights
I loved your color coordination
as I watched you hang
the shiny globes with care
you smiled your indulgence when I added
the snowflake ornaments from Dollar Tree
tiny red velvet bows completed the ensemble
the silver garland sparkled so prettily
nestled amongst the branches
the star at the top blinked merrily
as we wrapped arms around each other
we inhaled of the fresh pine scent
and shared coffee flavored kisses
as we gazed with happiness and pride
at our first Christmas tree.
© L. Kupfer
Tonight
The muse decided to sit on my shoulder
And softly whisper names in my ear
I can’t help the wistful smile
As I see with adult eyes
One by one
The girls and women that I’ve loved
From inside the closet
Classmates from high school…and college
Softball teammates…and competitors
Older than me… and some younger
A few coworkers… and two bosses
Some married with children
Diverse and unique each one
They were the girls and women I’ve loved
From inside the closet
Far be it for me to name
The girls and women that I’ve loved
From inside the closet
I just know
They were special to me
In all the sweet innocence of those days
Before I understood and accepted
I was a woman who loved women
If I knew then what I know now
Would it have made a difference?
Could it have made a difference?
Should it have made a difference?
My heart says maybe, then maybe not
My head tells me I’ll never know
It was safer then to love them
From inside the closet
Of all the girls and women that I’ve loved
From inside the closet
Only a handful know the truth of now
That I am a woman who loves women
Their friendship I dearly cherish
Yet I can’t help but wonder
About all the others through the years
Whose memories I hold close to my heart
Would they ever know?
Could they ever know?
Should they ever know?
My heart says maybe, then maybe not
My head tells me I’ll never know
So until the day comes, if ever
And I meet them face to face again
I’ll go on loving them from inside the closet
©L. Kupfer
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Golden eagle wings
Soar this crisp November sky
One final flight of retrospection
Towards the horizon of healing
One by one with each beat of golden wings
Each rhapsody of heartsong
Fades somewhat into the distance
Carried by the winds of memory…
The thunder of three heartbeats
Dulls into whispers of sweet echoes
Retreating into the mists of love torn asunder….
Wise eagle eyes now look and see
The true many sided complex portrait of you
Yet I do not regret the splurges of intense sharing
Because I know
The pure inner essence that was you and I
Recognized
Merged
Entwined
For one brief moment in time
Transcending the soul scarred landscapes
Of our past travels
Some long ago prophecy is fulfilled….
We both acknowledge and cannot deny
This primeval connection that lies between us
But we now have our separate destinies
To our own selves we must be true
Without masks
Tempered by harsh lessons learned
Perhaps the gods and goddesses will now be satisfied
That this bijou cup shall remain untouched….
Fare thee well,
Warrior Woman of My Heart
You will be a perpetual flame
Burning in my soul
©L. Kupfer
Panther burning moon bright
Your sleek flanks blending
In the sacred shadows of the night
Unseen to all
But the Goddess chosen few
Panther burning moon bright
I still hear your deep purrs
Resonating
In the depths of my silences
Panther burning moon bright
My hands remember
The velvety softness of your proud head
As you bend to quench your thirst
In the sacred waters of my essence
Panther burning moon bright
The sands of time will never erase
The glowing tracks that you’ve left behind
On the moonpaths of my soul
Panther burning moon bright
Magnificient avatar that you are
Roam safely
In the sacred shadows of the night
May I one day again be amongst
The Goddess chosen few
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© L. Kupfer
for J.D, where ever she might roam
© Lynn Kupfer
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