A Saturday of Significance – 12.06.2021

In the early hours of this morning, I called out to my love, and he answered.

I shouted, ‘I love you,’ he replied, ‘I love you, too.’

I remember feeling a little uneasy, but that never stopped me from expressing my love. Finally, he left out for work, and I turned my back on the window and cried.

Never before had I felt anything resembling love. Not until that moment, that is.

An excellent sentence to use and to hashtag, the sentiment of true love pulls everyone inside, and the caution of love has the love-less peering in through the open windows.

When I first heard those precious words whispered into my soul, I bore a beautiful baby.

I felt like I had to show my love, so I created love with the one who loves me the most.

Today I received a text from my love, reminding me I am loved, and love continues to flourish, even throughout the weeds of life.

Salty Saturdays: Could Give a Fuck 29.05.2021

It was what it was; I was right on the mark!

I said this; I said that – the shit I spoke was pure. But you added salt on a bitch and called me wavy. You acted like you were a God of some mad world and what you spoke was gospel.

You’re a messy bitch.

You step up and into my spine, the leverage you needed at the time to start a new chapter.

Fuck it! I’m burning slow.

I could give a fuck about your life.

I’m the embers you forgot about when you skipped on grass that ain’t greener than my lawn.

The life that flourishes here won’t ever be over there.

Stay back; I don’t want your ashes to fall near me. However, I will stand in awe of your rotten soul fading away into nothingness.