Alone

Fear of being alone,
She clutches her phone,
Staring at the blank screen,
Waiting for notifications to come.

Fear of being alone,
she makes the worst of her bad decisions,
Clinging to whom ever will stay the night.

Fear of being alone,
She never sleeps 'til dawn.
Darkness can be too real.

Open up

He could make you feel like poetry
if you gave him the chance.

Make your sugar that much sweeter
and your grass much greener.

He can turn your moments into songs and love into melodies

Fill you to the brim with
paintings of beauty only dreamt of.

He could bring your dreams into fruition
but you're too afraid to let him in.

I will fall in love

I will fall in love with an older man whose wisdom will be beyond my years.
His knowledge is immense and his experience is what I crave.
He will be my teacher and I am eager to learn.

I will fall in love with a younger man because he is still invincible.
The world is his to conquer and time is endless but of essence.
And this, I am eager to remember.

I will fall in love with a woman whose touch is gentle and heart is kind.
She is bursting with love and dripping with sweetness.
For her, I am eager to taste.

I will fall in love with a child whose laughter will warm my soul.
He is beaming with life, forgiveness and compassion.
It is he I am eager to mimic.

I will fall in love with a friend whose kindness will feel undeserved.
Whose love is unconditional and with whom I share many tears and laughs.
This, I am eager to accept.

Attributes of a Crush

I can steal glances at you from across the room
    But that can only suffice for a little.
I can chat with you for a moment or two
     But I will long for an hour.
I can dream of you, holding, kissing, sensing
     But as day draws anew I’ll awake blue
Because I’d have still not gotten to know you.

No.23

Soft lips
Warm fingertips
Embraces that linger.
I breathe you in
You sink deeper into me
We watch the waves roll back to sea.
Under warm light,
 Beneath satin sheets.

Someday...

I blushed because you couldn’t run your fingers through my hair.
But you improvised and twirled my curls around your finger.
Soft kisses,
Traveling down my neck.
You said I smelled of comfort and home.
I smile as your eyes study the curves of my body.
Eskimo kisses
I feel pretty.
Your breathing is deep and your heart beat is strong
I’ve never felt this warm.
I snuggle closer to you, counting my blessings.
Intertwining fingers.
Tangling legs.
I’ll nibble on your bottom lip and kiss your shoulders.
You’ll tickle my sides and tell me you’re mine.

No.22

I remember you and the way you lie.
The scent of heat and pine.
I remember the warmth of your eyes
So brown and true I felt my heart would melt.
I fell in
Swallowed up by you.
I remember the broadness of your shoulders
The weight of your muscles
I remember the tickle of grass underneath my back.
The sun beams dancing through tree tops.
Near by a morning bird sings her hymn
And the breeze whispers my secrets.

Heaven Wept Too

Heaven cried for you when you fell.
When you gave it all up.
Couldn’t take the responsibility.
Quit fighting the battle.
Heaven wept too.
The land frosted over and trembled when you died.
Old souls were broken
New hearts denied.
Void of you as your light died out.

First Pantoum

It was suggested to me that I am not Black enough
As if Black has a degree in which you can be it.
Try and tell me how Black is and how Black ain’t.
Unlock the confines of this character.

As if Black has a degree in which you can be it.
So FUCK you and those in likeness of you who believe you can tell me how to be.
Unlock the confines of this character.
My Black is as beautiful as my Brown, my Yellow, my White, and my Red.

So FUCK you and those in likeness of you who believe you can tell me how to be.
I will speak to the understood.
My Black is as beautiful as my Brown, my Yellow, my White, and my Red.
It hurts me for my culture because there is no range to the Black experience.

I will speak to the understood.
It was suggested to me that I am not Black enough
It hurts me for my culture because there is no range to the Black experience.
Try and tell me how Black is and how Black ain’t.

Intimacy

Give me Intimacy.
Caress my thighs,
hug my heart.
trace soft kisses down my neck to my navel.
Stimulate my mind
breathe into me.
Pull me deeper and closer than we've ever been before.
Knead at my bossoms
Entertain my wisdom.
Biting lips
Sinking fingertips
The weight of your muscles pressing down on me.
Love me
with all you've got.
Love me hard,
Love me long,
Love me deep,
Love me true.

Give me Intimacy
Give me Love.
Feel my warmth between my thighs.
Read my Soul from my eyes.
Give me life give me air.

On Virginity

No one took my virginity, and I didn't give it away. Like the cocooned caterpillar, it blossomed and grew til it burst free like a bird from it's cage. My virginity was released so that my sexuality could fly.

Steady

This is a poem that I wrote for a fella. I don't feel it's complete but I like the thought of it.

We can hold hands and go steady if you're ready
Because I think it's time to
Redefine you
And me
See I'm liking you more and more as the nights grow longer
I'll give you something heavy if you give me something steady.
Nothing weighs more than a heart in love

Scene

"Are you always this way?"
"What way?"
"You know. The way you are."
"I sure hope so! The way I are is who I am. I should hope to be no one else."