Their voices and spirits Colored the world vivid I felt the breeze dancing in my face The way it did on warm spring nights With the...

I met two strangers in Harlem on a summers day in the vivid street and on the train because my heart was open They tell their stories if...

You. Who are not woman enough for me, You. Who are not what I thought you would be The unknowing all-knowing The flawless one The...