The Performer

The Performer

Audre Lorde

I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. We've been taught that silence would save us, but it won't.


Wednesday, March 17, 2010

This Love...

Feels so right
With all my might
Will try to find
All I can
To work on this love....

I feel you deep
Within my ribs
And now I think
Whenever I blink
Can't seem to switch
Off your sweet hips

I'll dream you're here
You're absence I'll bear
But it's still not clear
Why you sound so scared
That you shed a tear

I want to say dear
I love you sweet dear
Not just here and there
You'll always be near
I wait for you here............
This I make clear!

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