The Word
I had given up on believing in fantasies.
But once my hands wiped away
My tears of joy and appreciation,
I knew I found the woman from my dreams.
I grew comfortable with the reality
That this woman of myth was simply that — a myth.
I stopped believing in fantasies for
I could no longer see my own dreams.
This comes from a Black man who
Fought to be better, to be smarter.
With that pursuit came
Many riches and rewards.
Yet, I was never assigned to read
The book of I.
There was never an assignment
Simply asking me
Do you feel loved?
So, when the woman of legend appears
How can I not, but question her existence.
I have been quite persistent to distance
Myself from the self I constructed — the him and me.
So, here I stand with a trembling breath and
Jittering tongue to say the word.
To say the word, this word acknowledges
My involvement in the creation of my reality.
Life should not always happen to me.
So, with this word I stand confident
To construct my reality which is bringing
My fantasy to life.
So with a smile in my eyes I will finally say…
Hi.
