Sometimes love throws you a curve,
It flows outside the lines.
Sometimes love takes broader shape,
Refuses to be confined.
It takes you up, then drops you down,
It smiles at you and then frowns...
Each poem is another emotion that women have. Sometimes we embrace love, sometimes we are befuddled by love, and sometimes we go to Hell and back for love. Some of the poems talk about heartbreak and some I can't even explain..
I wear you on my sleeve
Take you when I leave
Whether night or day
You're with me
On my way
I inhale you on my shirt
You line the pleats of my skirt
Whether at work or at play
You follow me
Through the day
It's not cologne or soap, you know
That fragrance I know so well,
Not Ivory or Irish Spring
That essence that I smell.
An aroma only you possess,
Separating you from the rest
So distinct, your scent,
And you wear it well.
Really enjoyable book of poetry for not only black girls, but all girls. And a huge point in its favor: they rhyme. I'm one of those people who thinks it's got to rhyme!
Five stars. I received a pdf of this from the author.