And don't apologise darling
For taking your time to choose
For wanting to know what *** feels like
But wanting to know what making love feels like more

I get so frightened that I w ill fade

Some people want you to flood them
with everything you have to offer
But remember it is okay to give drops
when your barrel is almost empty

My mother had a wild tongue
She never accepted a man with a leash in his hands
And neither will I

I am like a maze
From my fro
To my melanin glorified body
And they are hopelessly lost

There have been ways to love you
Tell me so I can too

If my skin was white
Would I be safer?
Would my voice be louder?
And would my accomplishments be greater?
Would I matter?

Would I be allowed to live or is there no happiness?
Truthfully, I would not prefer the latter

I could go on for days of my woes
And the places I have found shelter
My music, my art, my poetry and how possibly they could be better

But they are my solace
They dont hush me and say *Shhh let's talk about your blackness later"