I carry Love.
I carry Love.
I carry, a love that resuscitates my ancestors while I breath in laughter.
Where the ball inside my throat hurls fire - makes love to the sun
scares shadows
intimidates death and
offends darkworkers.
A love where God’s water breastfeeds me at the bottom of the ocean - baptising my blood and transforming my saliva into gold.
It knows me, wants me, and always,
finds me.
I carry Love.
Jun 5, 2023
Jun 5, 2023 at 6:08 PM UTC
I carry Love.
I carry Love.
I carry, a love that resuscitates my ancestors while I breath in laughter.
Where the ball inside my throat hurls fire - makes love to the sun
scares shadows
intimidates death and
offends darkworkers.
A love where God’s water breastfeeds me at the bottom of the ocean - baptising my blood and transforming my saliva into gold.
It knows me, wants me, and always,
finds me.
I carry Love.
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