
Black Man
When I stop to stare at you I see pure beauty, no lust or greed. The power behind your mere
Poetic reflections where heart meets language. Poems, and reflections on healing, faith, love, and becoming. These are the words that hold the truth of your journey and the beauty of your becoming.

When I stop to stare at you I see pure beauty, no lust or greed. The power behind your mere

Hopeless romantic is what I am. I believe that one day I’ll meet “THE ONE” and he’ll make me feel

I will never forgive the black community on how you handled sexual abuse It’s disturbing how okay you are with

I lied when I said I loved you Not intentionally You see my love for you was more like lust

My identity has been calculated into a falsity. Masked by a formality that my culture is “black”. If I come
I am a lifestyle and fashion blogger, an obsessed photo-taker of my kids, a bubble tea lover, a shopaholic, and I love being busy.