You are beautiful
and I know
on certain streets
on certain blocks
it is easy
and dangerous
for a woman
to be beautiful
Easy
because people
like beauty
like to touch
taste now
give
open legs
and hearts
and wallets
for beautiful
Dangerous
because people
envy beauty
seek to destroy
what they worship
And you are beautiful
it would be easy and dangerous to leave you there
to only see
eyes
lips
skin
easy and dangerous
to make you a body with a pussy
just a face
a Her
to cling to
in the dark
and moan
but
I have found you
beautiful
in ways, that cannot be seen
only felt
and known
touched the way children
with heart and soul
you are beautiful
are beautiful
the way hope
is beautiful
A sunrise
from a rooftop
in Brooklyn
you are that kind of gold
light
against bricks and concrete
something to believe in
hold on to
dream about
hope for
it would be easy
to not see you
the girl and woman
underneath
survival instincts
underneath the hustle
and street wisdom
Even from me
sometimes
you hide
or run
maybe even lie
about the things you've done
and do
to eat and rest and feel
(or not feel)
But I dream
about you
I throw poetry
at the places
where you are lonely
and hope it lights your way
I see you
Inside and out
And there is not
a part of you
I do not like
easy or dangerous
right or not
I like you.
I give you
these words
to place against the parts
of you
that are lonely
and scared
hidden
Hold them up
to a sunrise
let them show you
where your
true beauty lies”
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