Amo a parte de trás das tuas pernas

porque ali você não me vê olhando

- Ana Martins Marques

se o seu ventre encosta em meu ventre

e o meu peito em seu peito

uma coisa tão profunda

em mim inteira se inaugura

meu coração sobe à garganta

- sarah sanches

meus olhos me seguiram até mim, me tocaram

como um lugar, uma outra vida, terra.

eles dizem que esse lugar

não existe, então, minha língua é mítica.

eu estava aqui. antes.

- tatiana mascimento

amar uma mulher é descer pela beira de um rio

que leva ao amor próprio

- natalia borges polesso

A moça de cabelos curtos

do outro lado do vagão

não deixa dúvidas: gesticula em demasia.

teve muitas, muitas amantes.

- Angélica Freitas

I want to build a house out of all the soft things

we were never supposed to keep,

and live there with you until the walls forget how to fall.

- Franny Choi

I am the woman who holds the light,

not because the room is dark,

but because you are in it.

- Judy Grahn

I have been aware of the touch of your hand

like a quiet song

that stays in the room long after the music has stopped.

- Audre Lorde

I have always wanted to be

the person who could hold you

without holding my breath,

to be the place where you land

when you fall.

- Eileen Myles

I want to write you a love poem that doesn't use the word love,

because every time I say it, it feels like I'm trying to fit an ocean

into a cup you can hold in your hands.

- Andrea Gibson

I want to love you like the tide,

constant and unapologetic,

returning to the shore no matter how many times

the world tries to pull us apart.

- Kay Ulanday Barrett

you came and I was longing for you

and you cooled my heart which was burning with desire

- sappho

I have missed you so much I have grown a new organ,

one that beats only for you, one that hurts

like a muscle after a long run, or a heart after a long life.

- Natalie Diaz

Ye come, ye visit me, or seem

Swimming out from seas of faces,

Alien myriads memory traces,

To enfold me in a dream!

- Herman Melville

Why, lads, so silent here to me,

Your watchmate of times long ago?

- Herman Melville