I used to believe that love
meant total and complete possession
Belonging to me and only me
Every offense was a threat
to my inner woman
undermining any and everything
that we were
Therefore, I had to
hold on tight
grasp firmly
claw and fight
to remain suctioned to love
I was wrong.....
**The remainder of this poem, and all other poems for October, are available in Discover Kai Poetry Intimate Musings, or contact a.Kai at discoverkai@hotmail.com for copies or permission to use. If you don't receive a response to email within 2 days, please resend. Thanks**
Friday, October 27, 2006
Love's Misunderstanding
Labels:
black love,
control,
open,
possession,
pure,
undemanding,
wide,
withhold
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