she sits in her lovers bed,
twirling her messy bed hair.
she can recall the agonizing afternoons,
when she hated what came after the rain has stopped.
a rainbow.
but as years passed,
and as she finally understood how to love.
she came to realize that the rainbow was her companion.
she kisses her lovers cheek, as she lays her head on her chest,
and draws sloppy circles on her thigh.
yes, the rainbow was indeed who she was.
'Ci'Agea
YOU ARE READING
Endless poetry, from a black girl.
PoetryQuote: "I will shed all of this skin down to the very bone, beneath it if that's what it will take for you to come to realization that appreciate is not what makes a human beautiful." -Christopher Pointdexter. just some of my feelings jumbled up...
