What I Crave.

I crave a love that is without doubt and overflows with kindness
I crave a love that uproots my ego and pride and plants tenderness and compassion it it’s place
I crave a love that kisses me back passionately
I crave a love that makes hawkers blind with the light that shines from us both
I crave a love deeper than orgasms and wider than my ‘O’ face
I crave a love honest and true that doesn’t hide it’s unlovable parts

Published by mariahgoesabroad

Mariah A-K is an educator, a writer, and a lover of all things Black. This website is curated content of her writing and reflections on travel and living with depression.

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