Sophia Louis
Home Is Where the Heart Is
They say
“Home is where the heart is”
So, I built a shelter out of bricks.
Laid the foundation in your heart; and
Tended to the care of this newly built home.
Do you smell the sweet aroma of the love I baked
permeating throughout this place of residence?
They say
“Home is where the heart is”
So, I crawled into the most inner parts of you.
I made a refuge out of your arms; and
Sought comfort in its brown velvet silk.
Buried myself in your warm protectiveness.
Do you even feel the happiness that is taking residence in me?
They say
“Home is where the heart is”
So, I opened the windows to your soul
Your sun gifting its light to shine through
This fondness I have for you.
Do you see the relief opening me up,
exposing myself to you?
They say
“Home is where the heart is”
And I believe it.
So, I laid some blankets down
and made myself comfortable
I am here to stay.
Norian Love
So
So sensual, so seductive
So intoxicating, so instructive
So delightful, so divine
So amazing, one of a kind
So overzealous, so obscure
So confident and so secure
So breathtaking, such a beauty
So overwhelming, you do this to me
So magnificent, so majestic
So brilliant, baby, so connected
So simple and so complicated
So special, baby, so educated
You are everything and then much more
You are night and day, what I’ve prayed for
You are meant for me
So eventually
You’ll be right next to me.
This is your destiny.
Synclaire E. Roberts
Ask Me to Put It Into Words
When he finds you,
He won’t be the one
That licks the salt out of your wounds,
But
He will have tasted your honey to
Remind you of how
Your sweetness has aided every
Bruise
And humbled every war.
He will remind you of your power.
He will remind you of your courage.
He will remind you of your purpose.
Shanequa T. Whichard
All Heart
I'm too old for this
Believing in this beautiful love myth
They're here for the moment
Then gone into the abyss
Not to be mourned
Nor missed
I mean...
Why should I feel inadequate
Because he was so full of it
That I had to call an early dismissal
Down in the dumps
And disgustingly miserable
Over a woman?
Over a man?
Not again
Never again can I allow myself to be
One hundred percent in
When he
Or she
Is only 3
Or 43
53?
Whatever
It doesn't even matter
I still believe
I can almost feel it
My other half is out there somewhere
Waiting for me
And I'm too old for that shit
Believing in that everlasting love myth
Yet I continue to daydream
As I blow...then sip
Plan another date
Take another trip