#theebonywriter

[theebonywriter]

your love feels like an ocean away whenever I try to reach it i get pulled under by the waves. mind you i don’t know how to swim. but for you i’d get pulled under a thousand times if it means you’ll one day release the hold your past has on you. if it means one day you’ll become the ocean and let me learn how to swim. and let me learn how to love you. and allow yourself to learn how to love me. teach me how to swim how to be free and i will teach you how to love with no bounds no restraint no chains let me teach you how to let go of the fear how to touch with new hands look with new eyes love with a new passion I will help you become the ocean and you will teach me how to finally swim.

s.f sometimes it feels like I will always be the one who loves more. 

[theebonywriter]

i have gone 20 years  and six months  thinking that i  could not love, but as these words leave  my mind and lay in front  of me  i am realizing that  the right person will make you love them  without a second thought  no doubts  no questions  no worries. and now i am excited  to see what will happen  when i share this love  with the rest of the world  to look at someone  and feel love  is to be in love with god themselves  with the universe.  to feel love is remembering to keep yourself whole.

s.f 8.29.16

[theebonywriter]

he bathes me in comfort and stares right into my core with understanding eyes. he uses every muscle in his body to touch my heart as gently as he can. his lips are as rough and as delicate as his hands are. our skin begins and ends with each other. my breaths are as long and as forgiving as they can be and I forgive everyone before him if that means I can have this forever. this is how we love. this is how we escape the world together.

s.f journeys 

[theebonywriter]

hold me like I'm your last breath.  like our wanting eyes,  your desire,  and the sweat on my neck are all that exist in this world. let my kisses become something you need my embrace become life saving...let me save your life.  don't be afraid to hold me like i hold you.

s.f consumed 

[theebonywriter]

you dipped me in gold, and made me look so beautiful that I never realized that I stoped growing

s.f 

[theebonywriter]

dear should-be lover,  i miss hearing you call me beautiful. i miss hearing i love yous. they taste the sweetest coming from your lips. i miss acting like a little girl, telling everyone how much i missed you. i miss that one time you called me a queen...and talking about the future with you. thinking you'd be in it now like the way you were then. this is different, and i don't like it. i miss your body sleeping next to mine. waking up and feeling you around my waist, and then on my neck, and then inside me...fitting so perfectly in something so broken. i think you're the only man i'd let consume me like this. maybe this is why i don't want to love again after this. i love you, but staying in limbo like this with you just might be killing me.  sincerely, your sunflower

s.f p.s i miss you like a honeycomb misses the bees

[theebonywriter]

dear "insert name here," sometimes i wonder if you still see god when you look in the mirror. i wonder if she's given up on you yet. i wonder why we still go to church. why you still pray. why we still let "amen" get past your lips. why i still flinch at banging doors and hands on my body. i wonder why Sundays are like acid for you and me. dear "insert name here," i wonder why i let you make loving such a difficult thing for me to do...why i find more joy in loving others than myself. i wonder if your mother wishes she taught you how to be more human, less stone.

s.f for my father: you dont even hear it when we tell you you're killing us 

[theebonywriter]

theres real magic at work whe you look at kin you never met before...knowing that you got the same type of blood running through you. that whatever strength you got they got too. that, in a way, you're  hugging yourself when you hug them. god was doing some real work when she decided she was gonna link us by blood.

s.f my uncle’s got some real warmth running through his blood