Lover of words. Storyteller. Poet. Wanderer. Above all, Inquirer.
Hiss into my ear, oh darling
Let me feel the wet of your tongue
Sing me songs of Solomon
For the night is but young
Sing to me stories along the Nile River
Tell me how the ladies carry themselves
How the men brave the wind to attain their heart’s desires
Sing to me, my darling
Life has just begun
He had a long aching to travel the world
They laid beside each other, fingers interlocked
Estrella, with blood so fiery as a Spaniard, was his world map
Her lips had often kissed the cup of the finest wine in Italy
Dined on Margherita pizzas and bowls of pasta
Hands caressed tulips of Amsterdam and roses of England
Eyes beheld the Taj Mahal of India
Soul worshipped the purity of Jerusalem
He could close his eyes and travel at a mere touch of her
She was love and longing combined, wanderlust satisfied.
Advocate for your fellow sisters
Perceive them not as competition
But instead, a source of collaboration
Because when women congregate
Beautiful things happen and drowns out hate
Ideas, initiatives, campaigns and movements are born
Let not envy or jealousy grow a thorn
For these all are issues stemmed from the heart
In which fervent prayer can help them to depart
From the ashes of despair, she rises like a phoenix
Adversity will not be her clothing of choice
She will wear her crown of intuition and discernment proudly
After all, she is the salt of the earth
She seasons every occasion with her enchanting presence
She cannot be defined
She doesn’t allow elders to aggressively embed their deferred traditions, dreams, and desires onto her heart
Instead, she carves her own dreams and desires from the essence of her being, which the universe has graciously bestowed upon her
The ground worships his feet
The new day welcomes his prayers
Women lower their gaze when he passes
He is revered among the village
He gives voice to the deaf
He has vision for the blind
He breaks bread with the meek
Humility is his drink of choice.
The sound of your footsteps enchants even the ground
The vibrations become in sync with my heartbeats
This rendezvous is illuminated by your irresistible scent
My senses are intoxicated in this moment of bliss
Your hands find their way to my shoulders
Each gentle caress slows down time
I am basking in each second of your presence
How I wish to lace your lips with the hue of my lipstick
Is this color suitable enough for you? I ask.
You giggle at my whimsical ideations
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This will serve as a space where poems, narratives, reflections, musings, and other ponderings of a multitude of different topics will be shared. Writing is very personal to me. A creation birthed from a vast imagination. Be informed. Be inspired. This is my canvas and I’m the artist.
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