so soothing, this smoothing hand upon me has lain, a ripple of calm receding yet taking my breath away again. some exotic concoction slithered up my leg and wrestles with me now, this moment. as I view perfect black women in a silhouette of black-orange blue-white streaked skies. an uncommon tolerance has embraced my mind like a seed inside a watermelon. a black husk is me now. a void boy unrepentant, unloved and un
I must say that I'm surprised that the thread was closed!
I feel I must apologize. I never in a million years would have expected that.
In any case, thank you Tagbo. I am humbled. It's kind of you, and I appreciate it.
Cheers,
Dave.