I’ve fallen into the habit of loving you– Which is different from falling in love, I suppose– For habits are harder to break than hearts Which are easier to keep than promises;
Let me teach you how to breathe To take in the world Slowly To fill your chest And expand your breath
I remember how much I wanted you Craved you like a meal only grandma could cook Longed for you Like stewed peas with spinners Served over white rice that tastes nicer Than any restaurant could dare make The sweetness of the meat Contrasting the salty of the marrow….
My mother always told me From the age of 10 She can’t be my girl If she can’t be my friend… –Damian Marley Let me be friend First Even as we flirt Let us have deep and moving conversations Over dinners cooked together Or served by over zealous waiters Who check too often And bring […]
We exchanged stories Yours for mine- Barter and braata; Opposite ends of our worlds Colliding Revealing vulnerabilities In a trust Funded by shared passions
Write the words Your person will come– Your words, music To their ears, Message For their soul; A familiar melody, Their heart could only hum Before you gave it voice.
In hindsight I know You didn’t deserve me. But I feel I deserved you– Every bit of joy, But more times than no I feel I deserved every bit of pain;