A Love Letter to my Vulva: Queen Bee

Dear Queen Bee, before we truly knew each other,

raped and abused we were both left to suffer.
Confused, we went our separate ways.
Lonely and broken, we spent most of our days:
wondering why it was we felt that way.
I felt useless, like a broken jar of clay.
I tried healing on my own, but it was the day we met again
That our true journey of love and healing would begin
Misguided I felt it wrong at first
to satisfy the love of which I thirst.
Then one day I came upon a crazy store, Vulvalovelovely.
It was then that I made my greatest discovery.
I am normal and so are you.
It was from then on that our love grew.
I realize now that you never gave up on me.
So now I must thank you my little Queen Bee.
So my special vulva I love you,
and I can’t wait to walk through life with you.
Love Your Student, Lover, and Friend, 

Izzy

A Love Letter to my Vulva: Lydia

Dear Lydia,

            I’m sure you already know, but I had to write this as a means to preserve my feelings toward you. 
Where should I start, when we were first acquainted at a very young age, or the wonderful times we have shared in the past? Oh who am I kidding, last night was amazing, this morning was amazing, you are amazing and you are beautiful. 
It might be odd that I’m writing this to you while you’re just right downstairs (sharing the same building was probably the greatest idea ever), but I love knowing that even if we aren’t out adventuring together, having deep conversations, or snuggled in a warm embrace that you are still around, never too far away. 
I think that might be what I like most about you, we don’t have say anything to each other but we know that we accept each other in our entirety. 
Thank you for helping me become the woman I am today, and I just wanted you to know that I love you... Simple, yet bold, but true!

                                                                                    Happy Valentines Day!