My heart, racing
My awareness, peaking
My breath, hitched
My eyes, fixed
I’ve been woken up by this
Again
A spark I couldn’t control
One I struggle to ignore.
But I did
Well
My family wouldn’t accept this part of me
I knew this early
Being Black was difficult enough, but this
Warrants a modern-day stoning
All sound
No hearing.
We already had so many issues to deal with
I say
I didn’t want this to be one of them
I think
They don’t want me to be one of them
I know
But once the spark is lit
The desire
The passion
The yearning
The freedom
Crashing
I want you.