Poem: I Would've Let You Go

I Would've Let You Go

You should've told me that you wanted to be free

To spread your wings and to fly on your own

So that a love can come your way and warm your core

Instead of me trapping you with my arms around your body

Breathing in your air, not knowing that I am toxic.

Maybe I should've known...

You should've told me that my eyes don't penetrate you like her's

And that they don't interfere with any past doubts and fears

That they are just black diamonds in the distance, not touching you.

You should've told me that your heart belongs to another

That there is nothing that we can do about the situation

And that your mind was set on not returning to me...emotionally

Instead of me over coming your resentment and frustration of my inability to let you loose

So that you can enjoy your life again

That you are special...

Poem: Nappy

Nappy

You, yes you

The coils sprouting from my scalp,

Looking all nappy. But your nappy is good to me.

Of course it’s only your tendency to let me know how much you are a part of me

Because you grow and you’re as fertile as a flower bed

Blossoming into a jungle of care free strands of protein

You are, constantly reminding me of your beauty when rain embraces you

You become wet, but then you relax and soak in the moisture—like the thirsty roots of a tree

And when I sleep, you kiss my forehead and my cheek; embracing my neck with your coarseness

Reminding me of how strong you are, even when my tears sometimes soak you and the pillow both.

My mane…

I love you.