"inspiHer"
bound like the paper back scriptures of intellects past and present...
we are soothing....cool lemonade on a warm sunday...
it is the effervescence that leads to the burst of energy.....you and I...
how did we get here? doesn't matter...for our songs are being sung
but no statues will be erected in our honor
for there is an observer of life who quietly keeps our fortitude a secret
begging attention from those unworthy to receive our graces
we are queens....you are...my queen....and i bow for respect
though you may tell me to rise....respect, queen
bathe your feet in shea butter lotions and jasmine scented fragrances...
i inhale the scent of a goddess reborn....rebirth....re...turned
i'm grateful for the chance to cross paths
and leave our cross...sectional but together we form one...
so my pledge is excellence....honesty....the ability to be forthright
and never have to see a reflection other than my own in your eyes....
as you all were.
1 comment:
Beautiful piece.
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