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four years handholding memories across the brooklyn bridge we walk through life holding onto hope and love has never felt like this . this, hard to describe what it is to those that cannot see what you looked like seven summers ago the bronx burned infatuation and we grew into us. a couple together–in spite of . today we remember i do. i do remember what it felt like then. nervous, [...] i. we love hard enoughbut sometimes it hurts like thiswhen you are away ii. two years hitched at hiptrying to make sense of thisthing called loyalty iii. a peculiar thingto go at it alone butstill we rise above ~~~~saturday made two years and we had the opportunity to share our day live and in color (!). despite the [...] i am a sucker for love stories lushcomplicateddelicious stories that speakto every inch ofi and i on wednesday, i perused the bookstore searchingfor something to inspirea depressed student instead i stumbed uponKwame Dawes’ magnificant pen you see, i am drawnto love storiesset afire in the bellyof the caribbeanfull up wit historyand black bodies lovinthemselves and tryinto make it [...] beloved’s voice cameclear cross rivers and cities and lakesand projects and concrete and razor wire greeting meslick and soft likehe was tryin to win me overagain i was open savoring each word as if it were my last mealon earth dear beloved, wrapping my headaround you is likelistening to coltranebe bop in the rain todaywe converse staccato breaking words like beatsbetween lips and tongue miss youwish youwere inme now i love it whenyou sound so vulgarrolling my name between your palmswet lips partingto speakhello Lunchtime Musings I am heretrapped beneath a seemingly endless mountain of ungraded words trying my bestto play catch upwhile catching themup to where they should be teaching is a struggle love and long hoursoverdue propsnerves shot to helldefinitely worththe smile you getwhen they understandwhatimsayin wha gwan, star? i love my man likecook foodlike star applemango leaves passionfruit cool like breeze over mountains dem beloved speaksto every piece of i and i and we will make itcuz love is strongerthanthis [ i got inspired by xavier and his blog. i couldn't help but vibe off his poetry. thanks for the inspiration.] love poem # 22 Ithere are somepoems made justfor you wrapped in freshbanana leaves tasting of sugar at midnight my tonguewanders the earth searchingfor your fingers and mouthand i come up empty IItime is not on our sideit strangles words [...] pieces of this poem came to me as i was visiting my beloved, but as with most things i write, i didn’t actually put pen to paper until much later. i’m going to send this to my beloved tomorrow. perhaps it will help someone., speak to someone, or maybe it is your story. i am [...]  |
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