Tag: walk
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Walking On Sand
The ducks swayed in Lake Michigan Underneath a starry sky And the ground gave way under our feet Do you remember the night we walked on the sand? I was your woman You was my man I loved you But failed to understand That being together wasn’t your plan Because you was a ladies man…
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At Long Last
To finally walk in the light of a new dawn. To move to the beat of a new song that ushers my heart to sway. The sound of doves speak to the birth of awakened hope. We will never forget the road that took us here. The journey has made us strong. Our time to…
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Loving You
Loving you Is like drinking sweet wine Dining on the river Sitting under warm sunshine Grasping onto your hand And feeling your heart beside mine Walking with you under the twinkle of glaring moonlight Smiling for days As our moments together rest on the edge of my mind When we dance There is no sense…
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Transition
It’s the uncomfortable space that leaks into the moments of silence. It’s the peace that comes in the midst of the storm. It’s the long pause at the end of a hard sentence that becomes a run-on. Until at last, you apply a period and end the continuation of thoughts and sounds. How can you…
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The Deepest
Your love is like moonlit walks at midnight Always swimming through my mind It is endless thoughts High moments and the low points in-between It is the shy twilight Intertwined with evergreen Surrounding a pond With ducks that sleep in still water Your love is quiet moments And loud feelings that cease to end It…
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The End… Kind Of
He ran from the truth Encouraged by youth Found his body clung to spiderwebs Living void of love Call him the walking dead Despite dreams and hopes He lives in pain instead She changed, he changed and they changed But the love remains The years they lost Connected to the epiphany they gained We will…
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Embarrassing Journal Post: Get Your Eagle On
I been a dark skin sista all my life. Whether in a afro, locks, relaxed or tightly bound braids. I have spent my days as a black woman through and through. During my youth, I spent many days and nights feeling as though my blackness never matched up to societal norms. Growing up I wasn’t…
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