To the bearded black man reading this poem

I do not know you, but I know what your voice does to me

You told me I was worthy

I listened and I owned it

You pressed the re-set button and activated parts of me

That I thought were dead and gone

And here I am again, waiting………….

Waiting to hear those words from you

Those words……

“My beautiful queen

Woman of my dreams

Shaped like a champagne bottle

With the savor in what lies within

I have seen you cry

And I am here to dry your tears

I felt you shiver, and I came to keep you warm

I want you to know that I’ll bear that weight

Ease your mind

And love you like you need to be loved

Because you are worthy”

©Nina Fabunmi 2021