“2023 is bringing self-love that’s better than music.Oh, and I love the dark circles and bags underneath your eyes in the morning when you arise.Your love is better than a friends, and you give the world hope.” Covering sunrises and sunsets, can you love yourself through the rainy days? I choose self-love because my body loves me the best.This year, I want intintentuality in loving myself through all my mess.
To see you burn and come through as pure gold.Loving in the deep without time, limitations or fear.I love you now, I’ll love you then.Victory is given to those who endure until the end and remembers love conquers all fear.
I dry cry because I’m leaving. The pain starts in my mind, trikles down like an extraction of the bone marrow from the depths of my spine.
Dancing to a linguistic drum, gazing into the Rising Sun. On the road towards Emancipation. Strong as the African Sun, Freedom Day has truely just begun.