Morning pages By Beth Haist

What lesbian doesn’t understand love, unrequited, reciprocated or even nowadays simply fabricated?

The divine part in me
Conspired for years
With the divine part in you

How can we meet?
Where are you?
And I am not
Doing the TINDER
In whatever version

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For goddesssakes- not a
Solar shower
Or a tent.

My divine part knew
We had to slow you,
Well, literally

Stop your
go,go,go
But the divine in you
Wondered when
I was going to believe

That this human existed.
That we are for each other.

OK , nebulous at best
Both of us our high-wire acts

It takes courage to love
To show up
To breathe

But my arms can hold you
My heart already does.