Love is whispered in knowing glances,
soft hands tracing histories deep.
Laughter echoes in moonlit dances,
promises tender, vows to keep.
Through storms we rise, unbowed, unbroken,
melanin kissed by dawn’s embrace.
Ancestors' dreams in words unspoken,
rooted strong in time and space.
Black love—eternal, fierce, free, boundless.
About the Creator
K-jay
I weave stories from social media,and life, blending critique, fiction, and horror. Inspired by Hamlet, George R.R. Martin, and Stephen King, I craft poetic, layered tales of intrigue and resilience,
Comments (1)
I’m glad you have eternal, fierce, free, boundless love. Such an amazing poem! And good for you for being proud of who you are! Always be proud! Great poem!