PAD Challenge Day 1: Black Love Exhibition
PAD Challenge Day 1: Write a secret poem.
Black Love
Exhibition
I want to
drop the back drop,
come from
behind the curtains,
let the
world see my fingers
dance in the
rhythms of Africa
in your hair
while my lips play
kiss and
tell with your flesh-
wire black
kisses in the
name of black
nations on your skin,
for you to show
and tell the world,
“Black Queen
was here”,
loving King confidently,
without confidentiality.
Because, black
love
is not worth
being top secret.
The soul of
it is not equipped
for
passcodes or passwords.
The heart of
it can breathe
without international
morse codes
equestrianing
unknowns into
a million blank
spaces of the universe.
This black love
is fulfilling,
where feelings
cannot
withhold identities
or paint encryptions
in a problematic
world where
dying is perceived
to be the
only fill in
the blank for a black
without an
answer key.
It is
language,
our central intelligence,
where our
skin deciphers
the
inheritance of beautiful struggles,
water fountains
of forgiveness,
and bottomless
peace offerings
exhibited
through the art of
our very own
insecurities.
D'EelegantOne
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