BLACKLVER

Give freely  Tug of war  Tug a ear Fruit and cheese Baguette on me  Plastic knife  Your curry to spicy  Your brown stew Made my mouth water  Is it true your brown sugar burnt  Chase's my blues Your hand in mine  I found something I shouldn't have I've never been a gentleman You a slight Brut and gentlewoman  A letter home to my mother  Let's me feel better about that dream Where your back shows me the notes I forgot to take You said it's my kitchen I didn't know the hair can cook I watched your peas  Touched them wishing to throw them in the recipe you showed me Truly I didn't know my muse was free  You were not encaged or enraged  You were not french, Spanish in your manners but Caribbean I told you I'd meet you there Pirate your thoughts and make everyone know peace in love was my purpose,   My love  My heart My hands My food in much bigger portions for our potluck Good luck Breaking no legs  Because ...

One day the girl forgot to pray The next day the woman thought to herself the sand only spoke to the feet.  Extra is she Pop more than your gum Ass To feet  Donkey hair and legs like she How free  Fin? एक दिन लड़की प्रार्थना करना भूल गई अगले दिन महिला ने खुद को रेत समझा केवल पैरों से बात की। अतिरिक्त वह है अपने गम से अधिक पॉप गधा पैर गधे के बाल और पैर उसकी तरह कितना मुफ्त फिन?

To see it in the gaze A maze of all the pebbles of love  Was the game  Never too often played  Amazing to see Love a launch pad  Only to bounce off the insecurities If ever brave To walk the key to the door  That opened up much more  To see a (more) Leave well enough alone  Till it is fully grown  Never whisper to it  Home  For even those are quick to go in a maze. Run  Like the sentence never really said Never fully written Like the ticking  To itch for much more  Twitch  Allow it not to twitch  To give consistent stream to it  Like water in a settlement  I learned even elements Prefered never to reflect it I will refrain from reflecting it and allow it to tell me finally The choosen keep their place And the calm is much more than taking up your place  But leaving grace  Grace what a taste it has been to never truly win with trut...

2019 I will attempt at controlling my black rage I will allow room for the repetitive speech The same verses The same hooks For my mind to not take lyrics personally  To squeeze into anthems like size 6 jeans on my size 14 ass I will not scream my voice a baritone hum of symphonies so sweet my roar has always scared me I will play the peacock when I feel the need 2019 has yet to dance with me instead, it keeps telling me to do my feet Listening carefully it's a hard lesson in loving me irritation a sign that you view an outside source just as powerful as yourself the cognitive moment of fight or flight I will not use words not able to fit into your conversation to prove to myself my brain works A new day is presented every day instead, I will observe the root kiss my tongue softly in its presentation For so many find it beautiful to speak in such a way that connection is frazzled to create chaos for the thrill of power drains power in every direct...

Virtues a quality considered morally good or desirable in a person. Moral concerned with or derived from the code of interpersonal behavior that is considered right or acceptable in a particular society. Interpersonal relating to relationships or communication between people. Tell me why you are afraid of my dissatisfaction did your mother tell you I should always be satisfied with you? She lied I'll wrap my head when you want to rest next to my noggin Keep your thoughts  This is where we will not share them Your train of thought  I don't think we are going the same way  I was raised to first please myself before I ever please you  I was told to respect my purple before I reign on you Rain on you Raindrops and morning dew You decide how much my love outpours on you With every action and word with every man, you align your political mind to Do not scream I love you when I disagree with you  Keep your class and spea...

Baby when I use to love you There was nothing that I wouldn't do I went through the fire for you I remember I played the fool There was something about a brother man I couldn't understand No matter his hue you could smell the coco butter and shea butter mix even when it was his mama using it I had to train my eyes not to look and touch Like a new born He became my new porn addiction I wonder if he brushes against my skin Will he remember as much as I do? If he ask me to bend do I play like my body is a broom And if I bend for him I'll break Instead I'll stand up straight His ears too small for his face He could not hear me say Am I black enough for your taste? His disgust and curiosity blended taste I ate His side conversations and ambitions Tried to get every Good female to mention his name Ushered them into his arms Into his charm He never noticed a thing Like when I stop wearing the steel ring The symbol of him supporting my dreams A team...