Poetry

Black love

I know it has been a while. Currently struggling to get myself to write, so I'll share something I wrote a while back. Hope you like it... Held in his arms, her safe haven. The dynamics of their union, written in pen as a Ying & Yang - opposing forces that work together. Behind close… Continue reading Black love

Poetry

Fire

Her soul is a fire,Her body a hearth, Her skin,brown like the earth from whence she came... She is warmth in the winter,Burns ruby red in the summer,Cool in the spring and autumn, She is life bearer...At the possibility you'd stareRegardless of the closest contactSkin still bareFree from burns even though her fire flares So… Continue reading Fire