“I will always be the one who made you into poetry.”

All this world and I could not find a piece in yours.

We are strangers again. And what a beautiful thing that is.

I don’t know much about love. But he really makes my heart smile.

Your name suffocates me.

I am now empty. And you still look at me as if I have more left to give.

It is a loud war to love you in silence.

What’s enough really? I just wonder if I’ll ever stop breaking.

I can’t get back the time I’ve wasted trying to make you stay. What matters is that I left.

I want to fall in love. But it’s not easy. Finding a soul like yours never is.

You can take my heart. But you should know, It’s not whole.

I wish it were easy. You know to be brave. And look at myself without quickly wanting to turn away.

I know loving you has consequences. In silence from a distance and alone.

I built bridges that never once led me back to you. I just didn’t realize you were the one breaking them.

I don’t know who I am anymore. And maybe that’s okay. What if, this time I can be someone who doesn’t believe in love anymore.

The best thing we built together was our end.

Love me through your eyes and let your skin follow.

Women have burnt like beacons in all the works of all the poets from the beginning of time.

A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure.

I decided that it was not wisdom that enabled poets to write their poetry, but a kind of instinct or inspiration, such as you find in seers and prophets who deliver all their sublime messages without knowing in the least what they mean.

To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.

Love, the poet said, is woman’s whole existence.

God would seem to indicate to us and not allow us to doubt that these beautiful poems are not human, or the work of man, but divine and the work of God; and that the poets are only the interpreters of the Gods.

To have great poets, there must be great audiences.

I am a Black, Lesbian, Feminist, Warrior, Poet, Mother – stronger for all my identities, and I am indivisible.