Present Not Perfect: unfinished

Present Not Perfect Some would call her a black sheep but I'd call her sister, aunt, friend, lover Not for lack of trying she is present but not perfect fist clenched she stands timidly as knife wielding do-gooders etch their opinions into her back as if saying it to her face would lack luster ??? …

Around The Way Girl: unfinished

She woke up different, laden in regret from her past lovers she wore them like a capeIt seems she was only capable of loving men who aren't capable of loving herI guess she really was her mothers child An around the way girl, Often forgotten and looked over, just a silly little black girl, yeah …

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90s Crack Baby

I'm not a CRACK BABY I just so happen to be a baby born on crack Do not judge me by my mothers affliction I am more then just the product of the dick that she sucked, whether glass or throbbing I am the coverage of many broken souls, i am not broken i am …

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To Those Who Have Crossed My Path

From the Author: It is seldom that I take pictures of others. I always felt people are photographed too much. Instead we should photograph the thing I thought we most took advantage of, like nature. It wasn't until 2017 that I realized we must capture the essence of those in our life. They mean the …

Does She: To My Poetic Muse

Does she take care of you? The question spills threw my lips just as it enters my heart I must know if she does Does she see her entire life when she looks at you Does she tell you that your lips taste like a million love songs Does she love how passionate you are …

In This Moment: To My Poetic Muse

Standing in the moon light, foreheads pressed together. We let the city lights caress our bones. Starlight showering over our weary hearts. We stand interlocked. Closer then we've ever been before. I bask in your scent. I let it wash over me. Overwhelmed I feel. I fleet your hungry lips and eager hands for I know …

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