Big Love and Road Trips: A Reevaluation of Where We’ve Been, Are, and Head). 

Good morning my love.

My heart teeters and quakes
with fullness and real,

I’m on overflow it seems,
with what I have to give and receive.
Deceptive is your interpretation
Skewed
view
of the world
where I am everything but your girl
and you aren’t ever good enough
to tether me.

I need our love to grow up

into pull ups so that we can reach our Bootstraps even in the most trying disaster.

Yet we remain.

Stagnancy,

has become our name, and I’m fine with it.

If allowed to roam and build an empire of my own,
self-esteem
and worth.

Me first.

Maybe you.

Then us.

Amani O+ amanipoet.com

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