Can I love
and believe
I am worthy
to be free.
not confined
to the borders
of narratives
that exploit
across the lands
and seas
where I bleed out from
and into.
Diffused
identities
I am not familiar with.
Offspring
I am alienated
from.
Can I love
and feel beautiful
in my skin
that in my land
I belong
and feel fertile
to nourish my soul.
And the buds
that emerge
are the markers
of my continuity
prosperity
thriving
the markers of
balance
a chance
to live.
Can I love
to express
more than just
a body
but a spirit
that isn't to be
bought or sold.
Our exchange
has no law
that determines
our roles
as we lay together
express the awe
for each other.
the sacred moments
we share upon this earth.
Monday, May 11, 2009
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