For granted
How are we in love in silence
You don’t know how to touch me unless I want to be touched
How are we in love if we’re warming up on our own
you only know how to grip me
How are we in love when you won’t say a word
like there’s nothing to talk about
You pick flowers as if I’m that type of girl
as if you don’t know me at all
How are we in love
How can you look at me
Burn
Be around me and not give your all
How can you love me while leaving me stranded heartful devoted
Refusing to rub those begging feet
Blocking air
Swim
To make love
To yourself
In everything you do
Liberation!
My sovereign child
Joy is everywhere
Passion
Life
At the tips of your fingers
Explore
Dive in!
Hunger
he consumed me
as his last breathe
savored my flesh
breakfast
lunch
dinner
and he loved me till my bones ached
are we not all worthy of somebody
Natural disaster
After the storm
He cries
Having no honor in his display
So she lays around lighting sage like it’s a cigarette
He sweats now not understanding
He likes to talk
She likes to walk
She pretends she doesn’t feel his stutters
And he denies she knows where he comes from
Not knowing himself from the outside
He is
A natural disaster
Suit yourself
If you’d prefer to sit there as I devour this holy pomegranate for my last meal
Then I wouldn’t bat an eyelash during grace
While the world is lovemaking to cope with flesh
I vow to touch the earth with the courtesy of life in mind
As you reflect the desert
Sandy and grit
The in-between
The more of the lesser
You’d be fine off asking yourself
Have you forgotten
And what are you willing to do to remember
Gazelle
Could I be a gazelle
Admiring the wind
Learning from her
Becoming the wind
Smelling the storm
Seeing the atoms of mist
As all gazelles do
Waiting
Waiting
Grown lady
Having babies
With modern men
Oh what a sin
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