That self love stuff

a lover that will  greet your past with respect
that will hold your present by the hand
that will dance with you into your  future

may you find that love with a lover
or maybe just maybe find it with your faith
may your faith blow new life into you
may you see yourself
finally love yourself
the way your Mama loves you



your love almost made me drown
drowned out my ability to hear my own voice
the voice of self respect, my mama’s voice

I will always remember myself squeezing your big thumb
my hands begging you to stay forever
but my voice telling you farewell my temporary love

small pieces of my heart returned back to its sender
and I was left with a throat filled with gaping wounds

when new lovers try and share their blessings with me
I am still unable to swallow
too scared that when they move on
my body will be left in chaos again