I am a young African hoping to change the white man's grave narrative for good.
Let her crave you for your difference.
Let her taste your inner being.
Stand up to the mountains and foes.
Let them know you are hers
Love and Heartbreak are brothers
You can't know Love without heartbreak.
Heartbreak and me.
Daybreak and her.
Those were the words we shared as lovers.
Dungeon, pits and Death.
Crystal, Clear and Dirt.
Those were the words we never uttered.
As I took you to the altar.
Dream, Feel, Delight.
That is all she would ever want.
Your heart, your soul, your all.
Your most inner being.
It is what would make her stand for you even when
Like a Reed in the wind.
Should you stand and sing.
If you want to take her to the aisle.
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