Karissa Loves Ariel

Muslim lesbians exist.
It’s a simple fact of life.
I, Karissa, love both women and men,
That too is a fact of life,
Simply for me, of course.

I met Ariel at work,
And things got complicated really fast.
Ariel is beautiful.
Ariel is smart.
Ariel likes girls.

Ariel is Jewish,
Born and raised in Tel Aviv,
Now studying in North America.
I’m a Muslim woman who loves women.

Ariel wants to be my friend,
Foolishly I keep away,
For even for me,
Certain lines weren’t meant to be crossed.

Our people are enemies,
It needn’t be this way.
Perhaps Ariel and I can show them,
A better way forward.

I tried to resist Ariel,
Until the fateful day,
The racist old man insulted me,
Simply for being brown,
And sticking around,
While wearing the Hijab.

Ariel stepped between the old man and me,
Passionately she defended me,
And after he ran off,
Passionately she held me.

“Karissa, you’re my friend,” says Ariel.
I look into her eyes,
And my heart soars,
And I grab her and kiss her.

I don’t care if I will burn in hellfire.
I, Karissa, proud Muslim woman,
Love Ariel,
My gorgeous Jewish princess.

If you try to hurt her,
No matter your race or faith,
You will have to go through me,
For I, Karissa the Fearless,
Desperately love Ariel.

Our first night making love,
When Ariel’s lips met mine,
And her fingers made my pussy sizzle,
When I tasted her pussy,
And rode her face,
I knew pure Joy.

Muslim women who love women,
Jewish women who love women,
Let’s make love not war,
Perhaps someday our men,
Will learn this wisdom.