i remember the first time
he kissed me.
the way he held me to
his warm body.
the way he ran his fingers
through my hair.
i remember the first time
he said it.
the way my heart reached
to the heavens,
the way my mouth repeated
those same words.
i remember the first time
he shunned me.
the way he said he was
done with us.
the way he said he wasn't
gay anymore.
i remember the first time
he kissed me.
the way the fire of love
lit inside me.
the way i thought i had
finally found everything.
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daraja [COMPLETED✅]
Poetryfrom the swahili word meaning "bridge." let this connect my queerness to my blackness. let this connect all those that are different. let this connect you to me.
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