Monday, March 3, 2008
My name is...
Love, says he when my given name doesn't spring to mind.
Ire, when I am impatiently waiting for the chime in his voice
Sweetness, when the kisses flood my skin and make me dizzy with passion
Adorable, when he sees me from the corner of his eye day dreaming about us.
My Name is
Yemoja, when I emerge from the waters of the Mother cloaked only in this native skin.
Oshun, when I am heavy with the fruit of our love.
Minona, when I am shielding our sisters from the storms of this world and others.
Oya, when I bring the about the tempests of this land with a mere utterance.
My Name is
Please, because I alone hold the key to his heaven.
Yes, because to deny me is to deny himself.
More, because I am too much and never ever enough.
Blessing, because without me he might never know that a supreme being existed.
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11 comments:
THIS, gives a whole new meaning to the phrase, "SAY MY NAME!"
I'ma havta remember this and learn to be a bit more flexible in the future ;-)
Good stuff!
I got a chuckle out of this one. I guess we can call you SGP --Sista Good Pu$$Y
First, congratulations on your richly deserved win. You are truly an extrodinary emotive-wordsmith. I am enlarged by counting you among my closest blogfam.
Second, this piece?
You make me sick, shoooo!
Love it!
YOUR name: FIERCE!!! (u forgot that one;-).
This is the beginning of an amazing week we see!
Talk about swooning and fanning...like I'm in a Baptist Church! Sister this is DIVINE! Simply DIVINE!
Excellent piece...another big Congratulations to you! You are the poet and wordsmith, crowned!
Nice piece.
I REALLY enjoyed this. It's meaningful, it's sensitive, it's truth and I love it!
Alright Femi, do your thang girl.
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