I am not lips to be kissed.
I am not lips to be kissed
on a dark moonlit night in a deep hidden alley.
I am not breasts to be fondled
on a cold harmattan morning in a cozy getaway motel.
I am not laps to be massaged
on a hot sweaty evening in a Jaguar, Toyota or Keke.
I am not cheeks to be pinched
in a careless sultry Friday in a club or a jazz dance floor
I am not a number to recall
on a lonely Sunday noon in a reclining purple chair.
I A M W O M A N.
Friend. Helper. Lover.
Whole. Empty. Needy.
Praying. Giving. Building.
Past. Present. Future.
You will not take the whole of me.
Do not dare steal a piece of me!
