black women breathe flowers, too.
we are taught to grow them in the lining of our quiet (our grandmothers secret)
does not mean
we do not swelter with wild tenderness.
we soft swim.
we scent limbs and love.
we just have been too long a garden for sharp and deadly teeth.
are beautiful and unfortunately rare. I understand that you don’t necessarily “owe” anyone anything but its nice to be nice. why do something to someone that you wouldn’t want done to you?
we all make mistakes but I’ve come across so many situations of disrespect from other women over these past…
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles are better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like slowly,stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric fur,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you so quite new"