Many of us
Grow up thinking
What is in between our legs is
Dirty
Unmentionable
Scandalous
Need to be locked up
Secret to be hidden
It has so many
Other names
Too funky
To call it what it is
poetry
Empty Nest
I'd be lying
If I said that I like my belly
It is no longer flat nor smooth
It is soft with waves
It giggles when I laugh
Plentiful and
In need of forgiveness
It sags
It cradles
It comforts
It will give you
Something to
Hold onto
It is where
My children came to
Be
It is an ocean
Warm
Safe
And Peaceful
They swam and wiggled
As they shaped and morphed
I felt their delights
While I dreamt each nights
Now it is my
Empty nest
So dear to me
It bore love
Like nothing else I’ve known
My Life Matters
I know I don't look like you
I believe in what you don't
You may think that I talk funny
My food may offend you
The way I love
and whom I love may be
incomprehensible to you
But listen
I am you and you are me.
I dream
I hope
I hurt
I cry
I want to be loved
I want to be needed
I want to matter
I want to laugh and be happy
Don't you?
Let's be
Let me
Let you
because I mean
where else do you go from here?
what other choices do we have?
Container
after i poured my heart out
i noticed that there was no container
to hold the contents;
nobody to catch it, either.
now i’m empty
and what’s poured made a big mess.
Untitled - For Me'Shell
I am drunk from beats
Words swim out of her mouth
Sucked into my ears
Stir up sensations deep down
I want to rip myself inside out.
My movements are
Not my own any longer.
She who plucks with
Her fingers and her soul
She who summons
Our hidden dreams
She who commands our
Unthinkables into distant possibilities
She
With a sway of her hips
Controls my everything
At this very moment.
Beats are so articulate yet
She implies
She suggests
She whispers vagueness
Contradictions so sweet
I want more.
But it is all too much
Please
I cannot take it any more but
Don't stop
Please.