because i'm trying to be good again and really keep up a blog, yo.
and because i love this woman, this poet. and because i needed to read it myself this morning. happy thursday. (the week is almost over)
Love,
you be the reason why
we swagger & jive,
lift the guitar, & pick up the axe.
when it is i tilt my hat to the side,
wearing colors & perfumes, it's cause, love,
you did it to me. oh,
you do sure turn my tongue to fiddle,
& make the salt taste sweet. man,
i don't need a rooster, or peacock even,
to help me spend my time, nope,
just you, love, right & solid as
a line.
(c) aracelis girmay
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