I go by Blue

 

When we have sex…

The world stops

We enter another universe where it only holds you and I.

And as your fingertips glide across the surface of my skin

You begin to teleport us there.

Goosebumps trail behind like bread crumbs and I follow you to ecstasy.

You transform into a bee, I show you my garden

You kiss every flower and I share with you my nectar.

I transform into an artist singing to the angels as I sketch love into your back

Attempting to climb in your soul.
I scream for it as if it were lost in the mall and I its mother

I yearn for this universe to be permanent,

But I know I am just one of many moons.

So as we travel back to earth I quietly re clothe myself with pain and disappointment.

As you slumber in your bed only made for a king,

Waiting on his sun to kiss him good morning.

A position I will never promote to.

I can only close the door and silently thank you

for choosing me to accompany you tonight.

World War

I promised my mother I would have more degrees than daughters,

More certificates than sons.

Being the first soldier of my kind to break barriers of oppression

From African boy,warpaint, and wet back.

Can you not see I am fighting for my fathers?

Pincel in one hand paperbacks in the other

I am prepared for my world war.

The first to shatter ignorance and insanity 

To be me...

But still represent them with this integrated skin.

Hello I am Carlotta from little rock

Sacagawea from Shoshone

Diane Nash freedom riding my way into your classroom,

Your college, your top dollar paying interview-

And I have read every book, aced every test, debated every rebuttal and beat every odd.

So whats your answer?

Will you have me?

 

Would it help if I told you I am part man and they are all waiting on your answer.