Promising Woman

You thought you were spoken for

Yet the words from his lips never uttered your name

You were a promising woman

With a man promising you the world

You failed to see the Universe was inside you

Expectations of the future clouded you from seeing the man behind the

façade

You dreamt of his skin clinging to yours

Feeling your insides

You loosened your tight reputation to let him gain entry to your soul

You are just a number

Waiting your turn to see the man of your dreams

You picked a seat in the crowded office & waited until you heard 23

Your Heart... Is His

You gave him your heart

You might as well give him your lungs, your kidneys, your brain, your body

What on earth do you need those for?

Why did you give him your heart?

Don’t you need that?

If he loved you he wouldn’t of grabbed it out your hand with dirty fingernails

Do you know how it feels to have someones heart beating in your palm? 

He didn’t know what to do with it so he closed his fist & crushed it

Peace King!

Peace to all the Kings whom nurture, protect and provide for their child(ren) every single day. You’re supreme individuals.

Peace to all the Kings who are expecting and preparing for the arrival of a newborn baby. You’re loved and valued.

Peace to all the Kings whom take care of children whom aren’t biologically their own, yet still protect, provide and nurture their growth!

Peace to all the Kings whom raise their child(ren) on their own. You are amazing individuals and need to be celebrated daily.

Peace to the King in my womb. Swimming around and kicking mommy every day, reminding her how valued her life is!

6+5

I asked you if you would still respect me
You told me not to worry
That you would take my fears away
With every stroke of pain you caused
We lay nestled on the grass as nature witnessed this union
Planes flew over our heads

You laid your jacket down as you punctured me on a bed of flowers
I opened for you like daisies in full bloom
Your eyes pierced into mine as you removed all guilt with your fingertips

Your lips replaced pillows on this makeshift bed
My brown eyes were fixated on the blue skyline after every deep breath that was exhaled
My thoughts resembled cumulus clouds
I held on as you pulled me closer
I clenched on the grass for support
The sun went down but you continued to rise
As we lay there intertwined...

Wordsmith

I loved his past soo much
I forgot about our future
I was so wrapped up in his words
I feared his actions
Whatever he told me became the new testament

Would you hold my hand on the hospital bed?

If I made a life altering decision based on the words of man, what kind of woman would I be?

They see a strong woman who can’t be coerced or manipulated. So they fear her, seek to destroy her presence.

The [Law] Of Attraction

He was in love with me
All of me But it was too late when I finally noticed it
In his eyes I could do no wrong
I was perfect
When I cried he didn't see pain, he seen rebirth
He stares at my number in his phone, wondering if he should spark conversation with the woman of his dreams
He wishes he was the one I seen, explored

He had dreams of picnics in July, museums in the nighttime
I would be his brown-skin muse he would draw from
He would watch me eagerly as I undressed in the mirror for him
The sounds of his camera flashed
I danced to the rhythms of his lense
My voice would make goosebumps appear all over his skin
I yearned for him
Hotel rooms would be our escape
New York was the meeting place

Two separate souls united in the midst of distance
I imagined one day exchanging rings
Collecting foreign paintings
With him

In his eyes I could do no wrong

I was perfect

The Love Letter Movement | Poetic Series of Love

It is no secret that I love receiving love letters and writing them. I think they are the most honest form of communication dating back to the beginning of time. Love Letters are just as valuable if not more cherished than our favourite material things. We cling to them and even if we put them away they are still close to our hearts.

I have officially began the "love letter movement" I've been wanting to do since last year. The "love letter movement" is a series of handwritten "love" notes to unsuspecting people. These notes are placed in secretive places. You can find them in books, newspapers, magazines, envelopes, shelves. Anywhere.

Everyone needs to be reminded that they have purpose and that they are loved. Whether its from a friend...or a stranger.

They will be dated and initialed with WJ. Will you join on this random act of love?
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I'm aware these letters could end up lost amongst the litter in the street, thrown out or cherished forever. However, my words will always have a place among the Universe.