I Don't Know Happy...I'm friends with fear and I've embraced pain, yet happy escapes my understanding.

I know shame and it's walked me through the valley of insecurity, yet happy never became my acquaintance - she never introduced herself to me.

Now, I'm forced to gather pieces from my life that looks slightly unfamiliar to my inner being and assume happy must reside there in hopes that I'll one day know if she's a visitor or here to stay!— % &

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Faith resembles irregular scenarios and dreams of an insurmountable leap - it doesn't conform to my normal levels of common sense or sensibility. Often times, it will not ask for the convenience of my time because it is always in the moment in the spiritual realm so it doesn't sync with my natural timing. Faith will not beg for attention, but more so blows softly in the midst of the day hoping to be captured within me. Faith speaks to me in a language of melodic colors beyond what's actually visible for my eyes to see.

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If it be the cause of a woman that saves her then it be the woman
that the cause was created for!

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When the song seems too slow and we don't know the lyrics to sing, promise me that you won't let go of me - promise that we'll keep on dancing!

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A Dance with Me

The thunder of my thighs commands your attention with the very touch of your hands against my blessed melanin skin.

It echoes a vibration of rhythm requesting you to honor the thickness of its beauty as you caress them softly from within.

My thighs speak in a dialect that's foreign and yet you hear the very origin of my dance risking it all for love just to slip right on in.

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Canvas

Painted in black

Dipped in European dreams

Cells polluted from painful memories

Souls perplexed from a fabricated identity

Wisdom stolen from Kings and Queens never esteemed

Sins turned against us to paralyze our being

But hope settled in driving out demons

Turning us into magical images

Painted in black

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I've learned not to attach my love onto any one person or place. I just toss it to the stars and let it fall where it may landing upon those in need of love's saving grace.

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Love Games

I dare not walk blindly into love without the wisdom of self protection

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Pure Gold

Women like me infuse our passion upon men like him
Women like me linger in the soul of men like him
Women like me become a beauty mark on men like him

He becomes prey; never having experienced such intrigue; anyone as pronounced in surety of being

I suppose he’s a victim,
yet he’s also the bearer of blessings
Sure to experience the bounty-fullness
of a woman like me

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Does the open door lead to your destiny or is destiny responsible for opening the door; establishing the path?

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