menemsha

poetry by Katharine Love

darling,

long have i

waited

breath by breath

for your arrival.

i must be honest

here my love,

there were times

(days//months//years)

when i thought

you would never

appear

yet here you are,

bones

and pulse

and skin,

no longer

a figment

a fragment

nor

fervent wish.

the totality of

your love has

forced me

(slowly, ever so slowly)

to acknowledge

that i am deserving

of kindness

and a place

in this world.

memories of

menemsha,

the winter of our

content,

days spent

searching for

sea glass

on the frozen sand,

two of us laughing

warmth

against the cold.

i lose myself

in the depth,

in the deep of

you

feeling joined

in a way

i’ve never felt before,

my own

unified theory.

tonight, i breathe

you in,

resting my head

ever so gently

on your welcome

chest.

our eyes lock

and you smile,

and suddenly

i know,

without a glimmer

of a doubt,

that i’ve

found a heart

without question,

someone

to watch over me.

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Katharine Love is a retired psychotherapist turned poet who lives with her circus puppy Lucille in Toronto, Canada. She has been published in various anthologies and has just completed her first book, a memoir called ‘The Lesbian Chronicles.’