[POEM] Love Sick


The struggle was real.
My addiction to his affection was cancerous to my soul.
But I didn’t want treatment.
I’d rather suffer with his affliction, then die without such powerful passion feeding my ego.



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[POEM] Musing with Sade Adu


My flaws reveal my beauty.
Freckles speckle my canvas from legacies before.
Lips with bold symmetry curve to lustful illusions.
Eyes with subtle highlights of amber harvests,
Glare through chaotic dark fields.
I am abstract in nature with origins of all.
My flaws reveal my beauty,
In all its natural artistry.

Photo: Sade Adu