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wlw poetry will always have my heart

I know you're always going to need to ask

and I'm always going to answer

but it'll never stop feeling like

asking me if the sky is blue.

Yes, the sky is blue, grass is green

the world still spins, water is wet

you're a little broken and a mess

and I love you.

The sky is blue

and I love you.

I call her my moon but she is the sun and the stars. i am just the moon reflecting off her, cherishing and adores her light.

cosmos of a thousand stars I found the one I met in my dreams. who said she'd meet me between the sky and sea.

she was like a golden light, the warmth of the sun as it soaks into your skin. that bright spark of kindness on a lone wildflower to bloom.

she's a light so rare a comfort in fear, that glimmer spark of hope. my golden flame under the same sky I'll follow you through any cloud.

-Faith

If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

translated by Anne Carson

i was just thinking about this the other day !!!

i love loving women 🫶🏽

My favorite part about being sapphic is when the things I love about other women become things I love about myself. One day I was tracing another woman’s stretch marks in a dim bedroom light. And then, seemingly by accident, I was doing it to myself in my bathroom mirror. I loved the feeling of a full hand of flesh when I grabbed a woman’s hips, and then mine didn’t need to be so skinny anymore. I looked at a woman’s lower stomach pudge and thought it was so soft and cute, then never wanted a flat stomach again. Loving women can be so healing when you come from a world that doesn’t.